Writers are risk takers.
You wouldn’t think so, sitting at a desk or table typing away on a keyboard. I mean, seriously, what sort of risk could there be doing that? It’s not as if you often hear people talk about that old typing injury flaring up.
The fact is, writing is a very risky business.
With every word put to page there is an enormous emotional risk. Writing, no matter what you write, fiction or non-fiction is like baring one’s soul. You’re putting what you know and things you love out there for all the world to see and judge.
It was the same for men in 1927, Tom and Philip. Two men being in love faced risks simply because of their feelings. They didn’t have the option of putting their relationship out for the world to see. Doing so could have landed them in jail and they always faced the very real possibility of physical harm and being ostracized. They had to devise ways to be together and find meeting places where they were safe. One set of friends Tom and Philip had presented them with one option. Two women, in the same boat, in love and hiding that fact help Tom and Philip. For all four of them it was their only avenue to finding their happiness and spending their lives together.
In my book A Barlow Lens two present day men, Val and Wyatt are men in love. Hiding their love and relationship isn’t something they need to do, but they face much of the same dangers. They take risks to find the truth, a truth that has been buried by time. They search for clues they hope will help them discover more about the lives of the 1927 couple. Their quest puts them in harm’s way and in order to bring to light events of the past they must survive someone from Wyatt’s life before Val.
Once they were back at their hotel, Wyatt ushered Val into their room, not bothering with the light. They were high enough up there was no need to close the drapes, and light from the city cast a soft glow over them.
As Val unbuttoned his suit jacket, Wyatt stepped up behind him, placing his palms on Val’s shoulders, then rubbing lightly up and down his arms a few times. “Let me give you a hand.” Wyatt eased the jacket off and kissed the side of Val’s neck, nudging his head to the side as he did so. A low moan rumbled out of Val’s chest. Wyatt dropped the jacket on a chair and slipped his hands under Val’s shirt, caressing Val’s skin with his fingertips.
When he reached Val’s tightening nipples, he rubbed small circles until Val’s hips jerked. Val shuddered and pulled in a quick, shaky breath, making Wyatt smile. Val’s tie and shirt joined his jacket. Wyatt ran his hands over Val’s torso before returning them to Val’s shoulders. He lightly traced the scars on Val’s shoulder with first his finger, then his tongue.
Val’s surgery to repair the damage done in the course of stopping some seriously dangerous people who had been trying to force jockeys to throw races, had left several scars. They weren’t red, raised, and angry anymore. Val never complained about them hurting, but the marks were still puckered and darker than the surrounding skin.
“You know,” Val whispered between dragging in a breath and panting it out again. “That first time we went out to dinner, I was so worried you’d think I was some uncouth, country hick because I don’t know about wine and art. And that I was too young to bother with.”
“Hmm, do you know what I worried about when I was thirty?” Wyatt scraped his teeth across Val’s shoulder blades.
“Getting a sweet piece of hot ass,” Wyatt said in a low voice.
Val laughed. “Well, you’re sort of slow. Took you long enough. Worth the wait?”
“Oh, hell, yes.” Wyatt maneuvered Val to the bed.
A Barlow Lens
book two of the Circles Series
by Elizabeth Noble
M/M, Mystery/Suspense, Romance
Cover by TL Bland
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Release Date: January 14th, 2015
While planning a future with his partner, Val, Wyatt’s past refuses to be forgotten. Wyatt’s old friend asks him to look into the mysterious death of her uncle in a fire back in 1927, when men were silent, tough, and did not love other men—except when they did. Working with Val, Wyatt digs up clues uncovering the truth behind the tragic school fire and the one responsible. The story of Tom and Philip slowly reveals itself, and Wyatt and Val realize nothing is as simple as they originally believed. As their trail heats up, an old enemy of Wyatt’s decides he’s waited long enough for revenge. If Wyatt can’t tie everything together, history might repeat itself.
Elizabeth Noble started telling stories before she actually knew how to write, and her family was very happy when she learned to put words on a page. Those words turned into fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M romance fiction. Being able to share her works with Dreamspinner is really a dream come true. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural and a bit of an unnatural interest in a super-volcano in Wyoming.
Elizabeth has three grown children and is now happily owned by an adorable mixed breed canine princess named Rosie, and two cats, Murphy and Yeti. She lives in her native northeast Ohio, the perfect place for gardening, winter and summer sports (go Tribe!). When she’s not writing she’s working as a veterinary nurse, so don’t be surprised to see her men with a pet or three who are a very big part of their lives.
Two of Elizabeth’s books have received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards.