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Title: After the Fire
Author: Felice Stevens
Publisher: Loose Id
Cover Artist: unknown
Genre/Sub-Genre: Contemporary, M/M Romance
A single bullet destroyed the dreams of Dr. Jordan Peterson. With the man he loved dead, Jordan descends into an endless spiral of pain that nearly costs him his friends, his career and his life. When Jordan meets the aloof Lucas Conover, the investment banker’s mysterious past and unexpected kindness shocks Jordan back to a life he thought was lost forever.
Betrayal and abandonment by the foster brother he’d worshiped as a child taught Lucas Conover never to trust or believe in anyone. Living a solitary life did little to free him of the nightmare of his past; it reinforces his belief he wasn’t meant to fall in love. Working closely with Dr. Jordan Peterson forces him to meet another person whose suffering equals his own and Lucas can’t shake the unexpected the first man to ever get under his skin.
Mutual respect and rising desire bring Jordan and Luke closer than they ever imagined, and each man must come to terms with their past as they struggle to create a future together. And learning to trust in themselves and love again after tragedy and a lifetime of pain, may be the only thing that saves them in the end.
Prism recently reviewed After the Fire. You can find the review here.
We are here today to talk about After the Fire (Through Hell and Back #2). What can you tell us about it?
After the Fire is a story about finding one’s way back to life and love, even if you think you don’t want it.
Tell us more about Jordan and Luke?
Well. We first met Jordan in A Walk Through Fire and he was probably the most unlikable person I’ve written. But I knew he had a soft and loving side and this book will hopefully showcase his true nature. Luke is harder as he’s lived with disappointment all his life. For him it’s learning to trusting people and himself.
What about After the Fire makes you the most proud?
That I finished it! LOL It was a hard story to write. I always thought it would be easy to write a series, but it’s much harder than I realized. Plus I hope that with every book, my writing improves.
What can readers of A Walk Through Fire expect from After the Fire? Do we get to see more of Drew and Ash? Do readers need to read Walk to fully appreciate After the Fire?
Yes, you will see the entire cast of characters, especially Ash and Drew. Drew and Jordan have quite a bit to work through and of course it remains to be seen if Ash and Jordan will ever reconcile. I think even though it is a book that stands on its own, readers would want to know the history behind the men, so I would recommend reading A Walk Through Fire first.
If you could give one piece of advice to aspiring writers, what would it be?
Learn the basic fundamentals of writing-i.e. learn the craft. I took so many courses on writing, read books and wrote, wrote, wrote. I belong to RWA (Romance Writers of America) and there are wonderful on-line classes you can take with helpful feedback from authors.
What is the nicest thing a reader has said to you in a review, email, in person, or on social media?
That my book, Memories of the Heart helped her in dealing with her own mother’s issues with Alzheimer’s disease. I wrote the book as a tribute to my own mother who passed away in 2012. She suffered from it and I know personally how hard it was for her to deal with losing her independence, and for me as a caregiver, so when a reader told me how much the book meant to her, it’s something I’ll carry with me.
What are you reading right now and what is next on your to-be-read list?
I just finished Indra Vaugh’s Fated which I loved and I am thick in the middle of Charlie Chochet’s Thirds series. And loving it I might add.
Rapid Fire Time
- Hot air balloon or Blimp? I’m scared to death of heights so neither, but if you make me I’ll say blimp
- Mini Van or SUV? SUV
- Boxers or Briefs? Briefs
- Drunk or Sober? Duh..Drunk
- Tax Audit or Enema? Isn’t it the same thing? Enema
- cinnamon or maple? Cinnamon
- Beach with a book or Hike in the woods? BEACH
- Landlubber or Sea Dog? I get seasick so landlubber
- Sex or Chocolate? Sex with Chocolate
- Long or Short? Long, definitely long
What are you working on? What is next?
I just submitted the third and final book in the To Hell and Back series, to Loose Id. It’s Brandon’s story and the only thing I’ll say is that it’s a May December romance.
I am working on Alex and Rafe’s story, from Memories of the Heart- Alex is Micah’s best friend and Rafe is the lonely veterinarian.
“Damn, you look like shit.” Ash’s sharp gaze raked him up and down. “Ow.” He rubbed his arm when Drew elbowed him. “Don’t get mad at me, baby. You know he does. Look at him.”
“Can we come in, Jordy?” Drew’s kind smile strangely made him feel worse, not better.
He said nothing and pulled the front door wider for his friends, leaving them to trail behind him back through the house and into the spacious kitchen. Sunlight poured onto the terra-cotta floors and glinted off the glass-fronted maple cabinets. The kitchen was his pride and joy, and when he and Keith bought the brownstone, it had been the only room he cared about decorating. Jordan had always loved staring out of the large bay window as he relaxed with his cup of coffee in the morning.
“Did you have a party?” Drew tipped his head to the table, still cluttered with vodka bottles.
“Party of one, more likely.”
Jordan heard Ash’s muttered remark, and despite a throbbing head and a roiling stomach, he lashed out.
“Shut up, Davis.” He and Ash had never had the easiest of relationships, and even though Jordan knew how happy Drew was, the man still irritated the hell out of him.
“Why, Jordan? The truth hurts?” Ash’s voice, oddly enough, neither condemned nor derided him. Instead, it held an overall note of sadness, mixed with empathy that pulled Jordan up short. “You sit here, night after night, refusing our dinner invitations, as well as any social contact with Rachel, Mike, or even Esther. Don’t think we don’t know what you’re doing and why.”
Jordan winced. Shit. A kindhearted, sympathetic Ash Davis was almost worse than the usual sarcastic attitude he dished out to everyone. “I’m not in the mood for company; that’s all.”
“And I call bullshit on that. You’re still mourning Keith, and I get that, but that doesn’t mean you don’t go on living. When your only company since he died has been vodka or whiskey, you’re heading for disaster.”
“Jordy.” Drew slung an arm around his shoulder. “I’m worried about you. You’ve lost weight, skipped days at the hospital, and I was told that during surgery last week—”
“Are you checking up on me?” He pulled away from Drew, shaking with anger. “What the fuck, man? You’re not my goddamn keeper.” Humiliation, shame, and a sense of despair tore through him as he turned away from his two friends to go back and sit at the kitchen table. He ran his hands over the battered wood of the long farmhouse table. He remembered how happy he and Keith had been to find it in the small Pennsylvania town they’d stumbled upon oneSaturday. Making love on top of it after lugging it up the stairs of the brownstone was a memory etched forever in his mind. He gripped the edge of the table to steady himself.
A few deep breaths settled him, yet he couldn’t face his friends.
For over thirty years he and Drew had been friends; the man knew him better than anyone else. People might think Drew Klein was sweet and easygoing, but Jordan knew the core of steel within his friend. Drew refused to back down if he thought he could help. True to form, Drew dropped into the chair right next to him, challenging and direct.
“Jordan. Look at me.”
It took an effort to tear his gaze away from the tabletop, but he inhaled a deep breath and smiled into Drew’s face. “What is it?”
Drew seemed taken aback that Jordan was smiling and not lashing out with his usual anger. “I’m not checking up on you. It’s common knowledge that you showed up to your first surgery since Keith died and had to wait an extra hour to start because you had the shakes.” Drew’s mouth thinned to a hard line. “Are you crazy showing up drunk for surgery? You could lose your fucking license, for God’s sake.”
“I wasn’t drunk. I was overtired and hadn’t eaten since lunchtime the day before.”
Behind him he heard Ash snort with laughter. “Are you fucking kidding me, Jordan? You can come up with a better one than that.”
“Fuck off, Ash,” he shot back. “I couldn’t care less about your opinion.”
“Do you care about mine, Jordy? Don’t lie to me.” Drew’s stare remained unflinching, his eyes soft and knowing. “I know you’re still having a hard time moving on from Keith’s death, but it’s going to be a year soon.”
“It’s only been nine months. God almighty, did you expect me to forget him already?” Horrified, Jordan swept his hand across the table, sending the empty bottles and food containers crashing to the floor. “Could you forget Ash so quickly? Keith and I were together for almost four years. Stop pressuring me to move on with my life. It’s over for me. There will never be anyone else.”
About the Author:
I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. I started reading traditional historical romances when I was a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn’t until I picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that my interest in romance novels became renewed.
But somewhere along the way, my tastes shifted. While I still enjoys a juicy Historical romance, I began experimenting with newer, more cutting edge genres and discovered the world of Male/Male romance. Once I picked up her first, I became so enamored of the authors, the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion of the books, I knew I wanted to write my own.
I live in New York City with my husband and two children and hopefully soon a cat of my own. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.
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