Title: A Bolt of Blue
Series: Angel’s, Book 1
Author: Nicky Spencer
Publisher: Self-published
Release Date: November 10
Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male Menage
Length: 90,000 words
Genre: Romance
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Synopsis:
Ian Golinski has been in love with his
best friend since he was fourteen years old. When he finally decides to confess
his feelings, he finds that his perpetually single friend isn’t so single
anymore. What’s a boy to do when he has to share the love of his life with
someone else? Especially someone so damn hot?
best friend since he was fourteen years old. When he finally decides to confess
his feelings, he finds that his perpetually single friend isn’t so single
anymore. What’s a boy to do when he has to share the love of his life with
someone else? Especially someone so damn hot?
Dusty Smith has finally found The One.
The only problem is The One clearly has feelings for someone else, even if he
doesn’t realize it. Dusty has to convince his lover that they’re meant to be.
But how does he do that when the other man turns out to be perfect for them both?
The only problem is The One clearly has feelings for someone else, even if he
doesn’t realize it. Dusty has to convince his lover that they’re meant to be.
But how does he do that when the other man turns out to be perfect for them both?
Mitch Becker likes things nice and
simple. But as his relationship with his boyfriend heats up, he starts
developing feelings for his best friend. Suddenly his life is one big
complication. How can he choose between two soul mates?
simple. But as his relationship with his boyfriend heats up, he starts
developing feelings for his best friend. Suddenly his life is one big
complication. How can he choose between two soul mates?
Find out what happens when three men ask
the question: What if we don’t have to choose?
the question: What if we don’t have to choose?
A Bolt of Blue is an m/m/m contemporary
romance with a happy ending and no cliff-hanger. It is approximately 90,000
words and is a stand-alone.
romance with a happy ending and no cliff-hanger. It is approximately 90,000
words and is a stand-alone.
Excerpt:
I’m not sure I heard him right. Even if
I did, I need to make sure I’m really clear on what he’s saying. “What do you
mean?” I ask.
I did, I need to make sure I’m really clear on what he’s saying. “What do you
mean?” I ask.
Ian sighs into my ear. “I mean, what if it was the three of us? Together?”
“All three of us?” I’m like a parrot.
“Yeah.”
“And how would that work?” I know how it would work sexually. I’ve seen plenty
of porn, and there are a lot of really creative possibilities when you get
three guys together. Just thinking about it is getting me hard.
But I don’t think that’s what Ian means. At least, that’s not all he means.
“Well, I don’t know exactly. It’s not like I’ve ever done it before. But I
think…I mean, you have feelings for me, right?”
He sounds so timid asking, and I wish he was here so I could show him how much
he doesn’t need to worry about that.
“You know I do.”
“And I think Mitch does too. I hope he does. And I know how you guys feel about
each other. So if we all feel that way, then why can’t we be together? There
wouldn’t be anything to be jealous of. We would all be in it together.”
I have to admit, it sounds appealing. Like really, really appealing.
But it won’t work.
“Mitch would never go for it. He’s way too traditional. He wants the white
picket fence, the kids, the dog. The whole domestic bliss thing. He wants to
get married. You can’t be married to two people.”
“Not legally, no. I know it’s crazy. I’m just thinking out loud, mostly. But I
can’t stop thinking about it. It’s the only way we all get what we want. Why
can’t we all have what we want?”
“Because that’s not how life works.”
“Well, it should.”
Yeah, it should.
“It would be nice,” I say.
“Can you picture it?” Ian asks. “Will you think about it with me for a minute?”
“Okay.”
“So imagine you and me. It’s a Sunday morning, and we sleep in late and then
get up and make breakfast. Are you imagining it?”
I nod, and then remember he can’t see me. “Yeah,” I say.
“Imagine we spend the whole day just hanging out. Like we did that one day,
remember? Only we don’t have to keep our distance. We can touch each other. I
can brush your arm with my hand when I walk by you in the kitchen. You can kiss
me in the bathroom when we’re brushing our teeth.” The picture makes me smile.
“And then imagine that Mitch comes home. He was on a road trip, and he’s tired.
And you’ve made dinner for him, and we all eat together. And then we sit on the
couch, and I rub Mitch’s feet and you play with his hair. We’re watching some
dumb movie on Netflix. Can you see it?”
“Yes, I can see it.” I can, too. And it’s so sweet it makes my chest ache. I
can practically smell Mitch’s hair, and hear him purr at Ian’s touch. He loves
to have his feet rubbed.
“And then the movie ends, and we all go to bed. Together.”
I smile at that. “Who’s in the middle?” I ask.
“Me,” Ian says without hesitation.
I imagine myself spooned around him, my hands brushing along his stomach while
he pushes his ass into my groin. And all the while I’m looking into Mitch’s
eyes. He’s on his side facing us, reaching out to touch Ian’s face, but he’s
looking at me. He’s so content and happy. He’s in love.
I see him kissing Ian. Softly at first, but then with more intensity. I see my
own hand running up and down Mitch’s arm while he presses his body against
Ian’s. I hear the soft, wet sounds of their mouths moving together, and I reach
out with my own tongue to trace the shell of Ian’s ear.
“Dusty? Can you see it?” Ian asks, breaking into my reverie.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Is it beautiful?”
“It’s perfect.”
“Tell me again why we can’t have that?” Ian asks.
I think about what Erik said to me the other night, about how I always play it
safe. And where has it gotten me? He wasn’t just talking about my career. Maybe
it’s time I took a risk for love. Honestly, at this point, I have nothing to
lose.
“Maybe we can,” I say.
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Meet the Author:
Nicky Spencer is a romance writer of all pairings. Nicky is a firm believer that love conquers all–that’s why her favorite theme is forbidden love. If two (or three!) people shouldn’t be together, Nicky will find a way to get them there. When you love someone, nothing else matters.
Nicky live in Salt Lake City, Utah with no husband, no kids and a part-time dog. She loves to read, write, listen to podcasts, watch baseball and waste time on the internet. She is firmly anti-oxford comma.
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