Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: AngstyG
Jeffrey Overton, unemployed IT professional turned poker player, pushes his luck once too often and runs afoul of the host of an illegal card club. The man sent to escort Jeffrey to a “meeting” about his supernatural winning streak arrives at Jeffrey’s crappy North Portland apartment, lock-picking tools in hand and a charm to block Jeffrey’s magick.
Head muscle for said host, Mike Wells, is a Daisy from Daisyville. He isn’t a witch. What he lacks in magickal talent he makes up for in brawn, so he doesn’t expect the guy he’s after to overpower him. But once Mike renders Jeffrey helpless, he’d rather seduce him than bring him in.
Jeffrey and Michael ditch the “meeting” and end up hunting some of the same people they ran from, trying to get Jeffrey back into his own body. And that’s only part of the adventure. The pair travel halfway across the country on the quietest road trip in history and find missing people, empire-building witches, and maybe even the families they’d both thought lost to them.
Pages or Words: 35,000 words
Categories: Contemporary, Gay fictions, M/M Romance, Mystery, Paranormal, Romance
“So tell me, if you can do magick, why do you live in a dinky apartment in North Portland?”
“Disorganized. I make money and I spend it. Used to work in IT, but after that job dried up, I….”
Fucking shut up, Jeffrey.
… started floating from one card game to the next, wasting money on good cigars, great booze, and the finest clothes money could buy, then doing it all over again. The big guy had probably guessed that much before he hit the square of concrete I called a front porch.
“How do you know so much about it anyway? Sal doesn’t hire anyone with the gift. It’s against his religion.”
“I’ve been standing at his left hand for—long enough to learn a few things.”
“So you’re a real grown-up? Good for you.” Guess he hadn’t smelled my Daddy issues. Or he didn’t care. His cock didn’t care, anyway—Little Big Guy was already thinking about round two.
Charley Descoteaux has always heard voices. She was relieved to learn they were fictional characters, and started writing when they insisted daydreaming just wasn’t good enough. In exchange, they’ve agreed to let her sleep once in a while. Charley grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area during a drought, and found her true home in the soggy Pacific Northwest. She has survived earthquakes, tornadoes, and floods, but couldn’t make it through one day without stories.
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