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eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
eBook Description: Tarvyn was out of his element and he knew it. When the master asks a demon to see to a tasc, few but Tarvyn have the audacity to argue. Tarvyn is sent to the battlefield anyway. Determined to see his duty done properly, he transitions the souls of the dying men, but is left too exhausted mentally and physically to take himself home to Niflheim. The battle-weary Captain Bailey, might be able to help if he's willing. The one thing that recharges a Synn demon's powers is sex and lots of it. But will Bailey be up to embracing Synn?

eBook Publisher: Cobblestone Press
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2008

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Words: 21294
Reading time: 60-85 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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ISBN: 9781600881329

"It seems that more and more authors are making the foray into the male/male romance and L. Shannon is no exception. This reviewer is a big fan of her work and has waited eagerly to see how she handles this particular genre. Well, this reviewer was not disappointed. L. Shannon has written an exciting story with a very sensual, emotion-filled romance between two men. The love scenes are very tender, romantic and sensual. The plot will hold the reader captive, with lots of twists and turns. L. Shannon's characters leap off the pages and come alive. Both Tarvyn and Captain Bailey are wonderful characters who the reader will care for. This reviewer loved this book and would highly recommend readers get to know the fabulous stories of L. Shannon."--Valerie, Love Romances and More, FIVE HEARTS!

"Surviving Synn is a wonderful fantasy story about love. Tarvyn is charming and funny and you can't help but to like him from his very first words and Captain Bailey is endearing is his vulnerability. Both characters will pull at your heart strings. The eroticism between Tarvyn and Bailey is hot, and I wish that there had been more encounters between them. Surviving Synn is a good fantasy read, great for a lazy day at the beach." Sabella, Joyfully Reviewed

"This is a brief novel full of myth and imagination. Perfectly settled in an unusual time period, it mix well paranormal and history. Reading the blurb you can expect more sex, and instead you will find only some scenes, and not in so graphic detail. But you will be not disappointed: it is really an enjoyble tale."--Elisa, Elisa Rolle

"Wow, this book was hot, and made me want more from this series. The buildup of these men first meeting then first 'hot', well how would you put it? 'Hot Man Loving' was just so steamy I had to stop and jump my husband, LOL. I can't wait to read more by this author from this day forward."--Nicole, Para Normal Romance

Tarvyn didn't bother to struggle as Bailey guided him toward a tent at the edge of the encampment. He was reasonably sure that the Captain wouldn't hurt him. If he tried, even a tired Synn demon should have the strength to escape a human.

"In here, lad." Bailey pushed him into the tent and toward the single bedroll laid out on one side of the small area.

"Bailey?" His Synn mind turned over the possibilities available inside a small, stark tent that held nothing but a bedroll and two men.

"Hush. It will take time for the men to settle and lose interest in you."

"What do you plan to do with me?" He looked up at the Captain and tried to judge the man's intent. Having Bailey tie him had sent a surprising thrill through him. The sturdy rope wouldn't hold him if he didn't wish it, but the image of being at this man's mercy was enough to have him picture a different scenario where being tied might lead to being pleasured. That was one of his favorite games.

"Nothing for now. I just want you out of sight from the men. There's no reason for you to be harmed by their frustration and anger."

"But..." Tarvyn hesitated. He didn't really want to be with the others anyhow. What he wanted was to recharge his powers, and the idea of doing so with Bailey held much appeal. It should have been the same with any of the humans, but there was something special about Bailey.

Bailey's gaze narrowed slightly. "What is it, Tarvyn?"

There was no way he could explain the whole truth, but the Captain's actions may have offered him the perfect method of getting home. "Thank you."

"For tying you up and manhandling you? Crazy lad." His expression gentled as his frown faded and one corner of his mouth tipped with what might have been the edge of a smile.

"Yes. For that, and keeping me from being hurt." At Bailey's doubtful look, Tarvyn continued. "I don't know how to act around them. But it's different with you." He reached out with his mind and touched Bailey's thoughts. He needed to have sex to regain his powers and get home, but he wouldn't force himself on a man who wouldn't naturally look at him that way. So far, the Captain had been kind but given no indication of whether he would even consider sex with another man.

"Damn, you are young." Bailey's smile widened as he shook his head.

He couldn't help the grin that slowly claimed him as Bailey's mind unfurled under his persuasion, offering him the clear picture of how the Captain saw him, and how the man felt guilty for wanting more.

"I'm not that young--" He was almost two thousand years old, which was young for Synn demons, but he could hardly tell Bailey that. "I'm old enough to understand kindness." And lust. But still, he felt a small pang of guilt as he released his Synn pheromones to wreck havoc on Bailey's senses. He carefully bit back the power he possessed that could prove dangerous to the Captain's soul.

Bailey's breathe caught, and then changed to long draws of air, as if to savor what scents he could breath in. "How old are you, lad?"

Byx'm! Now he'd have to lie to him, and somehow it felt wrong to lie to Bailey about anything. "I'm..." He hesitated. How old should he say? It'd have to be old enough for Bailey to respect, but young enough for him to believe. "I'm almost twenty." Bailey harrumphed in disbelief, so Tarvyn pushed on. "How old are you, Bailey?"

Bailey's lips quirked up higher. "Old enough to know you aren't twenty."

The teasing note between them was a balm amid all the stress. He wanted to share it but first would have to convince the Captain to trust him. "How old? Tell me, and then I'll prove my age."

"I just turned thirty-two. Now, give your proof, and if I don't believe you, I'll turn you over my knee for a spanking."

Well that was an interesting option. For a moment, Tarvyn imagined being laid over Bailey's lap and how it would feel to be pressed against him so close. But that image was quickly followed by the thought of the man's huge hand landing against his backside...