Author A.E. Via
Title: EMBRACING HIS SYN
M/M GAY EROTIC CONTEMPORARY
Cover Artist – Princess SO
WORD COUNT – 107,160
Release Date: July 30, 2014
Sergeant Corbin ‘Syn’ Sydney had dedicated his life to becoming the best detective. So when he heard there was an opening on the notorious Atlanta Narcotics Task Force, he jumped at the chance. But, what he wasn’t ready for was realizing just how lonely he’d made himself, when he observed the loving and dedicated relationship between the two men he served under: Lieutenant Cashel ‘God’ Godfrey and Lieutenant Leonidis Day.
Syn prepared himself to accept his lonely fate until he walked into a small pub and met the long-haired, tattooed bartender, Furious Barkley. Before Syn can even understand why, he’s overcome with feelings he barely recognizes: passion, yearning, craving. And if the dark, lustful gazes are anything to go by, Furious might be feeling the same things for him.
Just two thing needs to happen before Syn and Furi can give each other what’s been missing from their lives for so long… Syn needs to find the evidence that proves Furi’s innocence of murder, as well as protect him from a past that refuses to let go.
God, Day, Ronowski, and Johnson are still as entertaining as ever…
You’ll swoon over God’s massive take-charge attitude…
You’ll laugh hysterically at Day’s never-ending wit…
You’ll fall in love with Furious’ mysterious, sexy demeanor…
You’ll embrace Syn…
Disclaimer: This book DOES NOT contain polygamous sexual pairings.
A.E. Via is still a fairly new best-selling author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, A.E. runs a very successful paralegal-for-hire business, and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children, her two pets, a Maltese dog and her white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the late, great gay romance author E. Lynn Harris.
While this is only her fourth novel, she has plenty more to come. So sit back and grab a cool drink, because the male on male action is just heating up!
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Excerpt from Embracing His Syn
Syn was totally consumed, feeling drunk from his powerful orgasm. He didn’t think he’d ever come that hard before. No, he knew he’d never come that hard before. His cock was still twitching deliciously when Furi climbed onto his lap, ferociously grinding his stiff cock into Syn’s hard abs. Yes, god he wanted to make Furi come too; make him feel just as good as he felt right now.
“Damn you come hard. Fuckin’ loved it,” Furi whispered against his cheek, some of his own sweet nectar dripping from the corner of that talented mouth.
Syn was just barely getting his vision to focus when he heard a loud knock at the door that had Syn yanking Furi off him while simultaneously pulling his gun from his holster. With Furi tucked safely behind him, Syn pulled his pants up, needing to get his dick back into them before he could fully protect Furi. He looked back at him. “Are you expecting someone?” Syn’s voice was firm but quiet.
“No,” Furi whispered back, looking nervously at Syn’s weapon.
Syn moved them both behind the couch into a better position. He thought for a second and then pulled his Glock’s suppressor from its holder and quickly screwed it on. He didn’t want to give Furi’s landlord a coronary if he had to shoot. He moved Furi along, keeping him safely behind him. Another round of loud pounding came.
“What the hell?” Furi hissed.
Syn put his hand to Furi’s lips and shook his head, telling him not to respond. Damn, he wished he’d had more time to plan how to handle Furi’s husband. “Who is it?” Syn yelled.
“Furious!” A deep voice hollered back as the person began trying to break down the door.
Syn knew the flimsy door wouldn’t hold up against the heavy banging.
“Furious! Are you in there?”
Syn barely heard Furious yell when a large body slammed through the door, splintering the wood around the knob. The man’s force propelled him forward into the apartment and Syn used that momentum to his advantage. He pushed Furi back and charged toward the intruder. Syn dipped low and used his shoulder to push the man back into the wall. The guy looked to be almost as tall and strong as he was, leaving Syn no doubt that the man could give him a good fight, but he was momentarily startled by Syn’s strength and he was weaponless. Furi was yelling something at him but Syn couldn’t focus on that, he kept his concentration trained on the intruder. Syn ducked a wildly thrown punch, spun and hooked his arm under his attacker, throwing him face first against the wall.
“Don’t fucking move.” Syn held the man’s thick arm behind his back and used his upper body to keep him pinned. He bent the man’s hand in an awkward angle, and used his thumb to apply pressure on a sensitive nerve in the wrist, making the man scream out in agony. He brought his Glock suppressor to the man’s temple and in a low, dangerous growl told him, “He’s mine now.”
“Syn stop it, you’re hurting him!” Furi was practically screaming at the top of his lungs, but it took a few seconds for the adrenaline to stop pounding through Syn’s ears enough so he could hear him. “He’s my friend!”
Syn took his eyes off the man for a second to look at Furi, who looked like he might be sick. He looked like he was scared to touch Syn, his trembling hand hovered over Syn’s shoulder.
“Please put the gun down,” Furi whispered.
Syn raised his gun and stepped back quickly, pulling Furi with him, tucking him into his side. “Then why’s he busting in here in the middle of the night?”
“I don’t know. If you let go of me, I can ask him.” Furi looked down at Syn’s death grip on his bicep.
Syn cleared his throat. “Sorry.”