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By Jenn Burke
The Gargoyles of Arrington, Book 1
His curse can only be lifted with true love, but can true love come from a fake date?
Being the personal assistant to a trio of cursed gargoyle brothers who sleep for a hundred years and wake up for twenty-five wasn’t a career proposed by Josh’s high school guidance counselor, but it’s a job that he’s eminently suited for. Not to mention a job his family has been doing for generations. The brothers are truly excellent bosses, but Josh is surprised when Drew offers to pretend to be his date for his high school reunion. And even more surprised by a supposedly fake kiss that feels as real as a kiss can get.
Drew and his brothers owe Josh and his family for watching over them each time they turn to stone for a hundred years, and for helping them reintegrate into the world when they wake up. The least he can do is pose as Josh’s boyfriend for a night. Even though true love can break his curse, he knows he won’t find it with Josh. Nothing that real can come from a lie. Or can it?
When the fake boyfriend situation stretches into two nights, and then more, Josh and Drew can’t fight the attraction blazing between them. There’s no harm in exploring it, right? No expectations. But when paranormal danger comes to Arrington, Josh and Drew are going to have to battle for every moment of peace…and maybe a real happily ever after too.
STONE WINGS is a 50,000 word male/male paranormal romance featuring a mechanic who happens to have wings and is a literal monster in bed, a personal assistant who’s always had a crush on him, stone skin or not, and a relationship that’s going to take a leap of faith to give the fairytale a happy ending.
It was ridiculous that I was so nervous. Ugh. No matter how much I tried to tell myself that it didn’t matter what everyone at this stupid reunion thought of me, I couldn’t shake the anxiety in my gut. This whole thing was going to be about judgment, like I was some beauty pageant contestant stepping out on stage in front of a panel of judges who would evaluate me based on my appearance and success—or lack thereof, in their minds.
Why was I going to this thing again?
A low whistle startled me. I spun to find Rian, in his stone skin, wearing nothing but a pair of athletic joggers. In this form, he had intricate horns jutting from his head, and his arms were covered in runes that he’d tattooed onto his human skin. His facial features were narrower than his brothers’, and he looked more like the classical renditions of the devil.
“Lookin’ good, Josh.” He gave me a thumbs-up and a smile, revealing his upper and lower fangs. “That’s a good color on you.”
I’d worried that the emerald-green suit would be too much, but it was my color, and I refused to drab myself down for any occasion, except a funeral. But that was neither here nor there. “Thanks. Do you know if Drew’s ready?”
Footsteps clomped down the stairs, Drew’s voice preceding his appearance. “I’m ready.”
It was a good thing he hadn’t asked me a question because…I’d forgotten how to form words. He was wearing a suit. I didn’t know which brother had gotten him to buy one, but I owed them.
If I’d thought Drew was hot in his usual oil-stained jeans and coveralls, it was nothing compared to how he looked in a suit. The suit wasn’t an eye-catching hue like mine, but it didn’t need to be. The way the slate fabric hugged Drew’s shoulders, arms, and legs…the way his simple white shirt was open at the neck, drawing attention to his collarbone and the tiny bit of ink visible from the tattoos on both of his pecs…the way his long legs were capped in a pair of glossy leather boots…it was enough to make people drool.
Me. I was people.
Drew paused midstep as he took in my unwavering gaze. His blond hair had been tamed somewhat, but still appeared artfully messy, and his short, brown beard looked glossy and soft. “Am I overdressed? Goddammit, Rian, I told you. This is too much.”
“No.” The word came out choked, so I cleared my throat and tried again. “You look great. You’re perfect. I mean”—shit—“the outfit is perfect.”
“Yeah, Drew, see?” Rian leaned on the kitchen island, smirking. “You’re perfect.”
I was tempted to smack him, but seeing as he was in stone, that would not turn out well for me. Instead, I nervously tugged at my suit jacket.
“You look great too,” Drew said. “The green is great. And the cut is…”
“Great?” Rian interjected, grinning now.
“Shut up,” Drew and I said in unison.
About the Author
Jenn Burke has loved out-of-this-world romance since she was a preteen reading about heroes and heroines kicking butt and falling in love. Now that she’s an author, she couldn’t be happier to bring adventure, romance, and sexy times to her readers.
Jenn is the author of a number of paranormal and science fiction romance titles, including the critically acclaimed Chaos Station science fiction romance series (authored with Kelly Jensen) and her newest series, Not Dead Yet, both from Carina Press.
She’s been called a pocket-sized and puntastic Canadian on social media, and she’ll happily own that label. Jenn lives just outside of Ottawa, Ontario, with her husband and two kids, plus two dogs named after video game characters…because her geekiness knows no bounds.
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