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Title: Twin Flames
Author: Lexi Ander
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Genre/Sub-Genre: Fantasy, Gay Fiction
A Lycan descendant of Gilgamesh and Enkidu, Tristan is not as extraordinary as his ancestors. He is an average warrior, unremarkable throughout. But this fact does not trouble him because he has found his Twin Flame, the one person destined to be his, who will love him unconditionally, life after life. Then his Flame betrays him, leaving him shattered and dying. Brokenhearted, Tristan dissolves the sacred bond and leaves. His best friend, Ushna, accompanies him, vowing to guard and protect him, and Tristan slowly comes to realize that love does not require a sacred bond. But if he hopes to keep the love he chooses, they will first have to survive ancient secrets, lies, mythical creatures, and the return of absent gods…
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The Epic of Who?
I would like to thank Prism Alliance for hosting me today. I’m taking you for a fun behind the scenes look at the making of Twin Flames.
My husband was the one who suggested using the Epic of Gilgamesh for the origins of the Lycans. I knew absolutely nothing about it but when I told my friends of the suggestion, everyone but me seemed to have some knowledge of this ancient story. Where had I been? Living under a rock?
When reading, I love a good back story for the vampires and werewolves. Where did they come from? How do they stay undetected? The more populated areas become it’s harder it is to hide, unless they don’t mind being considered a weird commune.
I didn’t want my Lycans to be living in these human known communes. That’s all great until someone mates a human and takes them to live in the commune. Can you imagine the worried relatives pushing law enforcement to get their family member back because they are being brainwashed. But I digress.
The Lycans needed to interact with the human world and have normal pursuits. If you look at it, they’ve spent centuries fitting in. They shouldn’t be awkward with people or non-Lycan surroundings, but first I had to figure out where they came from and what they did before present day. Most of the back story won’t get much page time but it will contribute to consequences—such as the issue of lost history.
So there I am writing, piecing together the Lycan’s origin and my husband asks which continent I wanted to them to originate from. Well, that was easy because I wanted them to have a certain depth of ancient culture. I chose the area along the Fertile Crescent for the long history, old and lost civilizations, cultures layered upon cultures that were rich and diverse and fraught with controversy.
I had a crash course on the Epic of Gilgamesh and quickly realized the potential the epic had for a jumping off point but I had to acquaint myself with Sumerian mythology. Oh, the endless internet searches, some barely useful and all of them had data conflicting with other sites. I bought a dozen world mythology books and they too didn’t carry the same information. There were times I wished I could go to a tourist shop in that area to see if I could find something more detailed. Getting them local to the area in question is always so much better but I can’t jump in the car for a road trip, you know?
Twin Flames Fact: The prologue was designed to hold some of the Lycan secrets that will be revealed as the series progresses.
Gilga-who? It was my lack of knowledge of the Epic of Gilgamesh that persuaded me to put in the prologue. Not everyone is familiar with the ancient story and I wanted those who were like me to have a small reference of the tale because I did weave the back story throughout the series. Some people loved prologue, some people hated it. Once or twice I’ve read that the prologue chased a reader off.
The prologue isn’t only an introduction to the Lycan’s back story, it is chalked full of clues that will play out before the end of the series. It not only sets the stage for the history of the Lycans but it foreshadows the deceptions that plague the Lycans in the future. ^_^
Thank you for stopping by today! Don’t forget to enter the giveaway and identify today’s Twin Flames fun fact. Enjoy the excerpt and I’ll see you tomorrow!
My elbow was grasped in a hard grip, and Ushna whispered harshly into my ear, “It’s time to go home.”
This was new. I raised my hand to wave bye to Randy and the guys as Ushna jerked me out the door. The drive home was tense and quiet, but I waited to see where this would go. The closer we got to the house with nothing said, well, let me just say I was cussing up a storm in my head.
As I got out of the truck, Ushna grabbed me by the arm, again. “What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”
He was angry, angrier than I ever remembered seeing him. His lips were pressed into a thin line, his eyes sparked with fire, and the tension came off his body in waves. Only a fool would miss the signs.
“What do you think I’m doing, Ushna?”
“The hell if I know anymore, Tristan. You’re walking around here practically naked, shaking your ass at anyone who will look. Getting groped all over the dance floor by those women―was there a woman who didn’t put her number in your pocket? I’ve never known you to act like a slut before.” Ushna said the last with so much disgust it stung.
And I thought I didn’t have any pride.
I stepped closer to him and looked up into the green eyes that I loved. “I wasn’t shaking my ass just for anyone, Ushna. I was shaking it for you, you fool.”
With both hands, I grabbed his hair, pulled his face down, and kissed him like I’d wanted to kiss him all this past week. I kissed him as if it was the only kiss I’d ever get from him, because I knew now, he didn’t want me, not like I wanted him, so this was the only kiss I was going to get. I made it good. I savored his lips, tasted him, and tried to memorize him.
When I pulled away, I glanced at his round, shocked eyes. I gave him my best crooked smile and a friendly pat on the shoulder, attempting to convey without words that I was sorry and everything would be all right. I didn’t think I could’ve spoken at that moment, so I turned around and sprinted up the steps into the house.
I didn’t go to my bedroom, because I didn’t want to be in the house, so I strode straight out the back door, shedding my clothes as I went. The screen slammed shut right before I submitted to the wolf.
Disappointment and sorrow overwhelmed me, and I needed to run off the emotion as much as I could before returning back to the ranch. I’d known there was a possibility Ushna didn’t see me as anything more than a friend. I’d hoped for more, I’d gambled on it and lost. As I chased stringy jack rabbits, I attempted to convince myself it was okay. I didn’t have to have Ushna in my bed to love him. I’d love him any way he’d let me. So I hunted rabbits and chased a coyote out of my territory. I rolled in the dirt, snagging a burr or two in my fur that took forever to scratch out before I headed home.
Ushna waited for me on the porch. He was leaning against the frame of the back door, his face in shadow, arms crossed over his chest. It was a good thing I’d brought a peace offering; I dropped the rabbit at his feet.
Padding to the door, I hoped he’d open it for me because I really didn’t want to talk to him right now. As far as I was concerned, breakfast was early enough for the discussion. But he didn’t move, making it plain that if I wanted to go in, then I’d have to change back.
Transforming into my human form, I opened my eyes, crouched naked on the porch. I’d never wanted to cover up my body more than I did in that moment. Feeling vulnerable and exposed, Ushna stared as I stood and went to the door. I was determined to get to the relative safety of my room.
“Tristan, I didn’t know… ”
I interrupted him. I really, really didn’t want to have this discussion now, when the pain of his rejection was still so close to the surface. “It’s fine. We’re fine, it’s okay.” I reached for the door knob and Ushna grabbed my hand.
“Damn it, would you stop for a minute,” he growled.
All right then, we would have a chat now. I pulled in a breath and looked up at Ushna. “Okay.”
“I didn’t know you were trying to get my attention. You’ve always shied away from touching me, so I didn’t think you’d ever be interested, I thought there was something about me… ”
“No, Ushna, it wasn’t you. Any touch hurt. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. You have to know I’d do anything for you.” My chest hurt, but I refused to reach up and rub it.
“Is that what this is, you doing something for me?” His voice was low, guttural, his eyes searching my face.
“Goddess, no,” I breathed, taking a step closer to him, my hand still in his as the other reached for his waist. “This is me wanting to love you.”
This time he kissed me. No, he didn’t simply kiss me. He devoured me, and Goddess help me, I let him.
About the Author:
Lexi has always been an avid reader, and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother’s romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now kicks her boots up in the Midwest with her Yankee husband and her eighty-pound puppies named after vacuum cleaners.
Web site: http://www.lexiander.com
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