Impossibly Fond
M/M Fantasy, 48K words
Available 9/22/20 from Amazon in ebook and paperback. Eligible for
Kindle Unlimited.
Universal Amazon link: http://mybook.to/impossiblyfond
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Blurb:
When a hostile
leprechaun forces an inept wizard to flub the spell he’s casting on a
mini-giant, the result can only be… fondness? Waltham has accidentally spelled
Ian into liking him, and now his hostage/windfall, aka Mindy, insists he fix it
before she’ll turn over the pot of gold she rightfully owes him.
Waltham’s figure
is as stringy as his hair, and his words are as sharp as his nose. He’s a
selfish, greedy fledgling wizard with a ratty hat and a worse attitude. There’s
no way someone as handsome and kindhearted as Ian would like him without magic
in play. But as the three reluctant companions set out on a quest to assemble
the ingredients for an anti-spell, a different kind of magic happens. Ian’s
unflagging belief that Waltham is worthy of love makes Waltham begin to wish it
were true.
There are
grasshopper gonads to be collected, moonbeam crystals to be harvested, kitten
tears to be wrung, and somewhere, at the end of the rainbow, a pot of gold to
be collected. But if Waltham can overcome his upbringing and mend his ways,
then maybe—once the spell has been lifted—something real will remain.
Excerpt:
The galoot raised
Waltham’s elbow to his mouth and pressed the lightest of kisses to the scrape.
His lips were surprisingly soft, very full and tender but probably carrying a
veritable army of germs. Waltham withdrew his arm, and the galoot’s pucker
faded into a pout, as if Waltham’s elbow were a piece of candy that’d been
taken from him.
“Aw,” Mindy
said. “I think he likes you.”
“I do,” the
galoot agreed immediately. “I like you a lot.”
Surprising.
Ego-gratifying, but surprising. People didn’t often take to him right away,
what with the sharpness of his features and most particularly the sharpness of
his tongue, but it was true that if they were going to like him at all, they
liked him the better for not knowing him.
“What’s your
name, you big galoot?” Mindy asked.
“Oh, I’m only a rather average-sized galoot,” he demurred, “But I’m
strong.” He flexed his biceps in illustration and
Waltham nodded approvingly. Very strong.
“What’s your name?”
Mindy repeated, as if she were talking to a small and stubborn child, and honestly
the galoot wasn’t coming across as a creature of particular intelligence,
considering how immediately he’d taken to Waltham who’d been trying steal his
gold. Mindy’s gold. His gold.
“Ian.”
“A good name for
a giant,” Mindy said.
“Do you think
so?” Ian asked without taking his eyes off Waltham.
“It’s got giant
right in it.”
“You mean that
the other way around,” Waltham observed. “Ian is in giant. Giant’s not in Ian.”
“That’s so
clever,” Ian said enthusiastically, as if Waltham had said something… clever.
“I’ve had that name my whole life and never even noticed. Ian is in
giant. You must be really smart.”
“But I’m the one
who said it,” Mindy squealed. “I said it backwards, but you knew what I meant.”
“What’s your
name?” Ian asked.
“Mindy,” Mindy answered, even though Ian had clearly directed the question to Waltham. “Hellooo, person talking down here. Look at me.” She fluttered her wings, raising herself up to eye level. Waltham put his hand on top of her head to push her back down. He was enjoying the attention. When you traveled with a green leprechaun in a pink tutu and matching wings, you got very little attention.
About the Author
Tanya Chris writes
feminist-friendly romance in a variety of sub-genres and pairings--most
especially M/M. Born on the West Coast and raised on the East Coast, she's
fact-based but thirsty for justice, and her books often include an examination
of a current social issue, even when they're set in the past. As a lifelong
genre-hopping reader herself, she admires character-driven work with a message,
regardless of the form it takes.
Tanya is an avid
rock climber, a long-distance runner, and a participant in her local community
theater where she has tackled most roles, including playwright, actor,
director, producer, and stage manager. Her travels, both for climbing trips and
for cultural exploration, have brought her to places as fascinating as Egypt
and as beautiful as the Dolomites, though there's no place like home.
Tanya is best known
to readers for having written Aftercare and to writers for the quote
"Writer culture is researching what degree is needed to be a
paleontologist so your shapeshifting vampire dinosaur erotica will be authentic."
Her website features dozens of free stories, including the aforementioned (and
highly authentic) shapeshifting vampire dinosaur erotica.
http://www.tanyachris.com
Twitter: @tanyachrs
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My review:
The best scene was the grasshopper hunt, it was more then hilarious. I laughed so hard. Waltham and his ignorance of things was so cute, especially when Ian knew things he didn't. They completed each other perfectly.
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