Friday, January 31, 2014

STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT m/m contemporary

February 1, 2014:

When I saw I needed a broken hero for this week’s MySexySaturday, I immediately thought of Blaine Tyler, so below are seven paragraphs from Strangers In The Night.  

Blaine is both broken and guilt-stricken after his lover died in an auto accident six months earlier. He knows it’s time to put the past to rest and move on, but there isn’t much chance of that happening until the night he goes into a bar to drown his sorrows and meets Adrian Rossi.   

Cool mysteries and hot romance -

By Christiane France

Blaine Tyler is a New York businessman who went to California and was seduced by the California lifestyle and a young man he met one evening on the beach. Then tragedy struck. The young man was killed in a freak accident for which Blaine feels morally responsible, and he just can’t seem to get past it. He knew Colin had a hair-trigger temper. And if he hadn’t started that argument, and if Colin hadn’t jumped into his car…

The story opens six months later when Blaine finally hits bottom. He knows he’ll never be able to move on with his life until he gets over the huge barrier of guilt and remorse he feels for Colin’s death. For a brief moment, as he runs along the dark beach with tears pouring down his face, trying to get past his pain, he even contemplates suicide. But suicide is not the answer. He knows that. He also knows that in order to heal, he must somehow find the strength to stop torturing himself over things he can’t change, and find a new direction for his life.

He (Blaine) pulled two fresh drinks from the fridge and turned quickly to find Adrian standing right behind him, blocking the way.

“Why don’t you tell me what really happened to make you drop out like this?” Adrian said quietly. “And please don’t say nothing because it’s clear to me something did. I can see it in your eyes and in your body language. I can even hear it in your voice.”

Blaine’s nerves tensed tighter than the strings of a finely tuned violin. He wanted to laugh off the other’s man comment, but he didn’t dare. He could feel the hard ball of emotion building inside him again, looking for a way to escape, and if he didn’t watch out it would turn into yet another bout of useless and embarrassing tears. He tightened his grip on their drinks. “And what is it you think you can see and hear?”

“Pain. Deep down, gut-wrenching pain.”

“Really?” Unable to meet Adrian’s penetrating gaze, he hung on to his self-control by looking away. “I thought pain was part of life. Life’s a bitch and then we die. Isn’t that what the clever people say?”

“They also say pain is good for the soul. It’s supposed to help build character, but I don’t buy that either. You?”

Blaine shrugged. “Shit happens. What can I say? But it’s nothing for you to worry about. And nothing I won’t get over, given time.”



  1. Damn! Pain may build character but not too much please.