Hey again folks. This is resident bad girl BL with exciting news about my next book. Under the Gun. WOOT. So, if you’ve been following the muses of Sharita Lira, then you know this was Michael Mandrake’s story. Yeah, I know, right? The first story where Michael really pushes the envelope. *laughs*
Well unfortunately, the company that pubbed UTG folded and when Shar decided to re-release, she turned it over to me. Yep, me since I am the bad girl and this is more my type of thing. You know what I like to write so a story with two hot men who are looking for love along with strange kinks should appeal.
It does and so here I am giving UTG a chance once again. So what exactly is Under the Gun? It’s an interracial m/m romance about a two men who come from different paths, but find out just how much they have in common. Malik Day is a discharged soldier under the now defunct DADT policy while Camdyn Hardy is a private investigator who just lost his lover when he decided homosexuality wasn’t for him.
Michael got the idea from a sub call he answered and well, they didn’t accept it. Thank goodness Michael stuck with the idea and Malik and Cam got a much longer story. Ooh and then a series. Yep, this will be three or four books. Michael wrote the first two and I’ll be adding my own little special touches. With the last ones, it will be all BL. Nice to share one head right? *giggles* Ah we work Shar to death!
So what music did Michael use to write this? Since the story is a romance with two very interesting characters, both of headstrong, stubborn, proud, and alpha, he chose some metal. Some Sevendust and Ministry for the angst, some Nine Inch Nails. For the calmer and more tension filled moments, Depeche Mode. For the love scenes, some smooth R&B like Sade. For the kinky portion, back to NIN and he says Sanctified was the tune. Michael described the tone as seductive with an edge. He added it put him in a particularly interesting mood for the whole book as well as every sexy encounter with Camdyn and Malik.
Oh and the faces he picked?
Jeezus, could they get any cuter!
Former porn star David Taylor and hot model Tyson Beckford.
Yummeh! I think they look good together, don’t you?
I know you agree.
I’m grateful for the chance to bring Under the Gun back to the masses. Hope you enjoyed this post and look for the links below. It’s a still at .99 cents!
Pre DADT Repeal…
Jaded by his lover leaving him for a woman, Camdyn Hardy is looking for love and partnership. When he goes to the local shooting range, he only wants to let off a little steam, but meeting Malik Day, a discharged army serviceman is a welcome surprise.
Malik’s issues go farther than just a lack of love. Discharged for defending a fellow gay soldier got him kicked out of the Army and back at home with his bible thumping parents. When Malik meets Camdyn, the sparks are there, but both of them are too afraid to make their desires known to each other.
After several conversations and dates, Camdyn and Malik are hot for one another and ready to take the next step. When they do, they discover they have a lot more in common than just a need for a committed relationship.
Some days are better than others and most could be a helluva lot better, but when you get into a fight with your significant other, of the moment, what else can be done? I wished we could’ve gotten past it, but there wasn’t any way to avoid it.
My boyfriend and I were working on a case together when we almost slipped up because of our… ‘encounter’… on the job. At my insistence, too, and this made it even worse. Our client wasn’t amused when he literally caught us with our pants down; he almost fired us on the spot. Still, we managed to finish. The job, that is. My man tried to tell me to wait until we were safe and out of sight, but my horniness wouldn’t allow me to. I shouldn’t have listened to my dick, but some days he thinks he’s the brains of this outfit.
After that, Tay started having second thoughts about our relationship. He thought we’d lost focus by working together, and we should split up. I tried pleading with him. I told him it wasn’t a good reason. “No, no, no, no, no,” I insisted, vigorously shaking my head. But the more I protested, the more he vehemently disagreed about going on with this work/play scenario. Disagreed about us.
No matter how much I begged… no matter how much or how loudly I promised I’d be more of a good boy, he’d have none of it. He decided to move on, and he did, leaving every tie to Camdyn & Associates behind.
I knew he still loved me, but I’d heard from mutual friends Tay was on the fence again, spending a lot of time with some female. Sheesh. I’d been preparing myself for my down-low lover to take a hike, so when he walked out that door today, it really wasn’t much of a surprise. That taught me a lesson—don’t deal with anyone who’s unsure about his sexuality ever again. I needed someone totally real and gay, like me. One hundred percent queer.
As I drove away from my office, the anger built inside of me. Ready to burn rubber, I gripped the steering wheel tightly and made the sharp turn at the corner, intending to enter the freeway. The grooves from the leather pierced my skin and my knuckles turned white from the pressure. Even though my place was only fifteen minutes away, I felt the need to do damage, more like kick the shit out of Tay. Unfortunately, the gas pedal was my only fucking option.
BLMorticia is currently a published writer who entertains her readers with hot and smexy sex, humor, and lots of swear words. She attempts to incorporate metal music or the military in most of her works. Nothin’ sexier than metalheads or military servicemen and women! For more info, please visit, Erotica With Snark
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