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Title: Long Change
Author: V.L. Locey
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Cover Artist: Allyse Leodra
Genre: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, New Adult
Collegiate superstar goalie Boone Crockett seems to have the world at his feet. He’s rich, handsome, attends an elite college and is a hot prospect for the pros. Pity all that is a front for a deeply closeted and troubled young man.
All Boone’s life plans are shattered when flamboyant ex-figure skater Preston Gordon, an orange-haired twink, shows up to audition for the team’s mascot position wearing sequins, scarves and toe picks. His moves on the ice send Boone into his own pirouette of frustrated and reluctant desire.
As senior year progresses Boone slides deeper and deeper into a dangerous depression, Preston’s sensual strength the only thing he has to hold on to. If Boone can’t keep from plunging through the thin ice he’s skating on, it could take a twink to make the big save.
Reader Advisory: This story has graphic sexual language and scenes—no closed bedroom doors (or other rooms) here!
What Do Hockey Fans Do In The Summer
I’ve had those who don’t follow the sport ask me this frequently, as if all life stops when the Stanley Cup is hoisted. It comes close, but it doesn`t. Summer is a slow time for us fans of the ice warriors, but we manage to fill in the time. For many of us we watch baseball to satisfy that sports itch. Others take to different fair weather sports but I tend to stick to catching a baseball game here and there.
When I’m not appeasing myself with baseball I find lots of other things to keep me busy. We live on a small hobby farm so there is never a lack of work! There are always cow barns to clean, chicken coops to fork out and feed that needs hauled and stored. My husband and I also love to fish, so we spend a goodly amount of time on the pond or near the brook. Hubby is a rabid gardener as well so weeding (that dreaded word) is always available should one grow too bored. All in all I’m kind of grateful that my favorite sport has a summer break. At least there is plenty do to outside. Imagine if you had to spend all winter indoors and didn
t like hockey! It's just too terrible to comprehend, isnt it?
How do you spend your summers? I would love to hear about it in the comments!
Skate hard and love deeply,
I heard him as he hit the ice. Even with that stupid dog head muffling his voice, I heard every word and my body reacted with violent wantonness.
“Let’s go, Rotties!” Preston shouted with glee club enthusiasm.
I whipped around to see him chugging around the rink, a shovel in one hand, a trash can in the other, dressed as a dog. How demeaning. I mean, really. Cleaning up after the team? Didn’t the little twink have an ounce of pride? I ripped my mask off and lumbered toward the Zamboni door. A big brown dog with a Rock Point green-and-white hockey sweater stopped right in front of me. A couple of the guys chortled. Maybe they enjoyed the look of shock mixed with terror on my face.
“I’m scarf free today!”
I drew back as he did a tight spin right in front of me, my mask under my left arm and my stick in my right.
“You’re not queer free, though, are you, Preston?” someone yelled from behind me.
The attack came quickly. One minute I was trying to make words, the next Bradley Skinner, one of our D-men, crosschecked our mascot. Preston, who was completely unprepared for such a violent hit in the ribs, went down on his ass hard then rolled into a moaning ball. I reacted on instinct. My stick found Skinner’s side. The goon spun, his face a contorted mass of pain mixed with rage. He slashed at me. It bounced off my leg pads. I skated over to protect Preston, who was lying on the ice, trying to suck in enough air.
“Why don’t you back the fuck off, Skinner? Leave the kid alone.”
I got my stick up a bit higher this time. Skinner’s head kicked back. The underside of his chin began to bleed where I had clocked him. The scrum was broken up by our team captain.
“Save it for Allegheny State!” Mike Piana barked, shoving his dark self between Skinner and me. Mike was the only black player on our team. He was sharp, fast, driven, and one of the best people I had ever had the pleasure of knowing. Skinner lunged at me. Mike gave the huge idiot a two-handed push that sent his ass soundly into the boards. “I said save it for Allegheny! Go scrub your nuts, Skinner. You smell like my jock.”
“You make sure that fucking little pansy stays out of the locker room,” Skinner spat before he trudged off with his hackles plenty ruffled.
I waved goodbye to the enforcer with my middle finger, then bent down beside Preston. He was in the process of removing his dog head. I gave him a hand after dropping my helmet to the ice.
“You okay?” I asked when I had Roddy the Rottweiler’s head in my hands. Preston nodded, his mouth drawn in pain. Mike skated off to fetch Preston’s shovel and trash can.
“Oh yes, I’m just ducky.” God, the tiny twink was mad. I didn’t blame him.
About the Author
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted goofy domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.
When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.
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