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The O'Raven Chronicles is pleased to present this stop post on the Slave for Two Blog Tour for Author Morticia Knight
What is destined cannot be changed
Chris has had a monumentally bad month. First, an aggressive band of aliens invaded the Earth, conquered the world, and now he’s fighting for survival in the mountains with his family and the neighborhood bigot. Just because he’s barely out of his teens and a bit on the scrawny side doesn’t mean he can’t watch out for his mom, sisters and younger cousin. Chris keeps searching for the brighter side of things, but his humor is wearing thin. Fear can do that to a guy.
Lasar and Nary are a soul matched pair of warriors from Alashar. Lasar is Nary’s Ahna, the one who dominates him, and Nary is the Nasha, or submissive, to Lasar. Every Alasharian, regardless of orientation, needs the balance of the power exchange to exist peacefully within their lifelong soul match bond. When Lasar is awarded a war prize, he sends Nary to look over the recent arrivals.
Chris and his cousin Morgan are captured and sent to the slave cages where they discover from the other imprisoned young men that they are destined to be sex toys for alien pairs. When one of those aliens saves Chris and his cousin from being abused by the slave master, Chris hopes that the seemingly kind alien won’t be too horrible an owner.
Lasar and Nary are finally alone together with their new sex slave, ready to enjoy their reward. However, in the middle of their playtime a shocking event occurs that not only disrupts Chris’ world even more than it already has been, but also challenges everything that Lasar and Nary have always held dear. As Lasar searches for answers, he begins to question the reasons behind the Earth invasion and where his loyalties should really lie. As their Ahna, he must be the one who decides whether they will all be safer together, or apart.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes involving sounding.
Chris whipped his body around to see his mom hiking up
from the creek with the girls trailing behind, their extra sweaters wrapped
around them, protecting them from what appeared to be their still damp hair and
likely, a very cold river bath.
“Uh, I think Mr. Avery and Paul are going to head out
to a different spot.”
His mother furrowed her brow as her gaze flitted back
and forth between all of them. “Jerry? Is that true?”
He pressed his lips together and nodded.
His mom seemed so fragile in that moment. What if she
felt safer with the older and larger man than with him? I really fucked this up.
“Why?” Her voice trembled. “Don’t go, Jerry. You’ll be
much better off if you stay here with us. Chris knows his way around these
trails, the mountain. You’ll get lost. Please. Think of Paul.”
“I am thinking of Paul!” His face had turned scarlet,
his normally ruddy complexion taking on an even more pronounced hue. “No offense,
Sharon, but your son is barely out of high school. Doesn’t have real-world
experience and I don’t think he’s
capable of making tough decisions. His kind don’t know how to stay calm when
the situation calls for it, and I can’t take any chances that he’ll become
hysterical if we’re faced with those things from space.”
His mother appeared to be working up to a sizeable
rage. The coloring of her cheeks was in direct competition with Mr. Avery’s.
“I see.” Her tone seemed barely controlled. “Just so
we’re clear. My son has been out of high
school for over two years. He graduated early because he skipped ahead. He
was also class president for two years in a row, and had a three point nine
grade point average. If you add that to his extensive knowledge of this
terrain, not to mention”—her gaze wandered up and down Mr. Avery’s frame before
locking on his face again—“his physical fitness, I would put mine and the
wellbeing of my daughters’ in his hands any day over you.”
“Whatever. He’s too small to be of any use in a fight.”
Mr. Avery rolled his eyes as he continued stuffing the two bags he seemed
intent on taking. “Neither one of them stand a chance at battling those
things.” He’d waved his hand in the general direction of him and Morgan.
Chris had already decided to quit wasting his breath
on Paul’s dad, so he turned to Paul instead. “Remember what I said. Don’t try to fight them. They’ll kill
you if you do.”
Paul regarded him with the same pained expression as
earlier. “I’m sorry about everything, Chris, I really am. But I won’t let them
take me no matter what.”
“Oh, God.” His mother’s voice trembled and when he
glanced over to her, she was holding a hand to her mouth.
“Good luck.” Mr. Avery hoisted the canvas shopping bag
he’d brought from the Pine Cove market over his shoulder then marched away.
Paul dipped his chin at Chris, grabbed the second bag, then followed his dad.
His mother surged forward but Chris grabbed her arm,
holding her back.
“Mom, stop. You can’t force them. Mr. Avery made it
pretty clear that he thinks he’s right about everything.” Chris let out a sigh,
wondering if he was the one making
the mistake. “I don’t know. Maybe he is.”
His mother whirled around to face him. “Don’t you dare start doubting yourself now,
Christopher. We never would’ve made it out of town if you hadn’t thought so
fast, hadn’t led us all to safety.”
Chris grunted, shaking his head. “Safety. Yeah. For
these past few days, sure, but then what? I can’t make any promises that I’ll
do the right thing next time.”
“And we don’t expect promises, sweetheart.” His mom
clutched his upper arms, her gaze searching his face. “I know there’re no
guarantees. But I also know that our best chance for survival is with you up
here, and even if you hadn’t come to the conclusion that we should stay in the
mountains, that’s what I would’ve decided on my own.”
A portion of the awful burden that’d been weighing him
down for days lifted at his mother’s words. It wasn’t until that moment that he
realized how overwhelming holding the responsibility of everyone’s lives in his
About The Author;
Author Morticia Knight spends most of her nights
writing about men loving men forever after. Even though she’s been crafting her
naughty tales of romance for more years than she’d like to share – her
adventures as a published author began in 2011. Since then, she’s been
fortunate enough to have several books on bestseller lists, along with two
titles receiving recognition from the Rainbow Book Awards. Once upon a time,
she was the lead singer and songwriter in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted
on U.S. college radio. Morticia currently resides on the beautiful northern
Oregon coast, and when she’s not fantasizing about hot men, she takes walks
along the ocean and occasionally annoys the local karaoke bar patrons.
The O'Raven Chronicles is pleased to present this stop tour post for Author T. M. Smith's Hide & Seek Blog Tour
Dusty Anderson left his hometown in
Justin, Texas for the Big Apple not long after graduating high school with
dreams of becoming an actor. A year later, no closer to realizing his dream but
pretty damn close to being broke, he comes across a flyer in a local gay bar
that provides a solution to his dilemma. Six years later, Dusty has all but
forgotten his dream to be an actor. The family he gained when he went to work
at All Cocks and the job itself are enough for him, for now at
David Thompson is barely twenty-one, high on life and starting
his second year at NYU as an Art student. Now that he is old enough to enjoy
the city’s night life, David finds his first crush at a local hot spot in the
village, The Monster Bar. Young love is laid to rest though, when David comes
out to his mother and older brother with disastrous
A tragic incident at the hands of David’s brother changes the
course of all of their lives and brings the two together, but is it coincidence
or fate? Regardless of unlikely circumstance, Dusty is inexplicably drawn to
David, who suddenly finds himself alone in the world. Protective of David from
the start, Dusty realizes his extended family at All Cocks and his best friend
Kory will not understand this new relationship. Fearing the worst, Dusty plays
a dangerous game of hide and seek, risking everything to keep David safe and
But hiding can only last for so long, and David and Dusty
aren’t the only ones dealing with uncertainties. The Dimir men find that the
one thing they’ve longed for might be within reach and Dusty’s father, Dean,
arrives in town unexpectedly with secrets of his own. Truths come out and trust
is put to the test. Can the All Cocks family find the happiness they
This is the 6th book in the All Cocks stories series, the
series would read best if read in order, but each book can be read as a
"This was a sweet story, aside from the bad
things David must overcome, and I was not disappointed with any of it. The All
Cocks family continues to grow, and I can’t wait to see what’s coming
- Just Jen from The Blogger
"This series is fabulous. Each set of men have
their own trials and tribulations and are connected like a large family. Each
time a read a story in this book I say this is my favorite. They just get
better and better. I have no idea how T.M. Smith will top this but I can't wait
- Cathy Brockman Romance Author
About The Author:
A military brat born and
raised at Ft. Benning Georgia;
TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas
transplant, she now
calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up
with a good book, or
ticking away on her next novel.
Smith is a single mom of
three disturbingly outspoken and
decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides
her writing, she is
passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because,