Breath of the Feathered Serpent (eBook)

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278 pages | eBook | 6x9"
Date of publication: 03/13/2016
  • ISBN: 978-1-943528-29-5
  • Model: 56137 words

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Heat Rating: 2 Flames

 

Honorable Mention in the 2014 Rainbow Awards

Adam's mission is to investigate the theft of an Aztec statue, but he falls for a suspect. Is Elijah innocent or a deadly thief?

When the theft of an Aztec statue threatens to destabilize the provinces on the Texas border, Federal Marshals Adam and Madison are called in to go undercover and investigate. The last thing Adam expects is to be attracted to a young man from one of the ranches they are investigating. With time running out, Adam must face his growing love for Elijah while keeping his true identity a secret and locating the Breath of the Feathered Serpent. But he and Madison are facing a thief as deadly as he is elusive and a statue with powers of its own.

CONTENT ADVISORY: This is a re-release title.

 

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Looking toward his courtyard, Tupac frowned as luminous blue light streaked across the early evening sky. The light faded suddenly, and Tupac couldn't be sure where it had gone. A falling star. Perhaps it is a good omen for me. I need one. He sighed and his shoulders slumped with the cares and fears that weighed him down.

"What is it, my Lord? You are so restless, so distant. Have I offended you in some way?"

Tupac turned to see the beautiful man that shared his life and his heart rise from the bed and kneel down, pressing his forehead to the floor in obeisance. He strode to him and urged him to his feet. They gazed into one another's eyes.

"You have never offended me, Yolotli. Never. In these chambers, I am your lover, not your king. I may be king of this part of the empire." Tupac swept his arm in an expressive arc. "But I fear what the emissary from Emperor Necalli might expect of me tomorrow. The High Priest, Eztli, wants to make a blood sacrifice of many of my soldiers to ensure we are blessed, but I would see us move away from such killing. Quetzalcoatl hasn't deserted me, despite my sacrificing animals rather than people."

"That is because you are wise and benevolent. Eztli is old and set in his ways. He enjoys death and pain. I've seen his face. Surely the gods have no need for the blood of the people these days. Our kingdom is strong and flourishes despite your reluctance to cut out the hearts of your people. Eztli fears you and the love everyone has for you. I'm sure of it."

"He tried again to make me give you up, my beloved," Tupac said. He reached out and stroked Yolotli's smooth cheek. His beloved's skin was a faultless golden bronze, but Yolotli had anointed his cheeks with cream to give them a fashionable yellow coloration. His sweet lips, despite their many kisses, retained a little of their cosmetically enhanced redness.

"He will never stop." Yolotli held to Tupac as if afraid, and Tupac pulled him tight against his chest.

"This time he said I was calling the wrath of the gods down upon our kingdom by taking you to my bed. I have a wife, and I have two young kinglings. My wife doesn't love me. Coyotl married me out of duty, and I respect her place as my queen. But you, and only ever you, will hold my heart."

"Is she proving difficult? I thought she liked being swathed in opulence with little to do but stand at your side, now that she's given you heirs." Yolotli bit at his lip.

Tupac recognized the habit as one born of nervousness. "I thought she knew and accepted her place in my life, and more importantly, your place in my heart. I begin to wonder if Eztli isn't whispering in her ear to turn her against me. She was as uncomfortable as I when we lay together and seemed more than happy that we didn't need to do so again while the heirs remain healthy."

"If it had been possible, I would have borne your children with joy. You would trip over them, there would be so many." Yolotli spoke passionately, love evident in his eyes, his voice, and his words.

Tupac kissed Yolotli deeply, needing to taste him, to be able to ground himself in the one he knew loved him selflessly. "I know, my sweet one."

"Instead you have my heart, such as it is. Now and forever. Our land and our people are rich and prosperous. I fear and distrust Eztli. He calls for bloodshed over again and again. Some still respect him as High Priest, although many see him as a relic of a bygone age. He's cold and cruel." Yolotli shivered.

Tupac pulled him close and felt the heart of his beloved beating against his own chest. He then urged Yolotli onto the bed. "Let me lose myself in you for a few moments, my beloved. Then I must think and plan, perhaps take a walk to clear my head."

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About Pelaam:
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Living in clean, green New Zealand, Pelaam is a multi-published author of gay romance and erotic books. When not busy writing she can be found indulging in her other passions of cookery and wine appreciation.

Pelaam's book "Breath of the Feathered Serpent" is a finalist for the 2014 Rainbow Awards in Gay futuristic/sci-fi. "Bedazzled" and "Firebird" were a combined finalist for the Rainbow Awards in Gay futuristic/sci-fi 2013.

She can be found on Facebook, https://www.facebook.com/pamela.pelaamone--with an author page https://www.facebook.com/pages/Pelaam/1467778320131583?ref=hl--and a full list of her published works are on Lazy Beagle Entertainment. Readers can email her at pelaam@hotmail.com.

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