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Happy Autumnal Equinox! I’m excited to post a bit of the first chapter of my latest release (just last week, on 9/16 to be exact!), which is the first book of an ongoing humorous paranormal series that may or may not be a gay romance. Intrigued?
Meet Cody Bower and Demetrius Singleton, best friends since elementary school who have started an animal control business together and regularly get in over their heads.
TERROR BY MOONLIGHT
Critter Catchers Book One
“Thank you for calling Critter Catchers. We’re, uh, not in our right fucking minds at the moment and may call you back if we feel like it.” Cody mashed the disconnect button and tipped his head back to shout “FUCK!” at the ceiling.
Demetrius shook his head as he sifted through papers on his desk. “I don’t really think that message will encourage anyone to leave us their number to bring in business so we can pay off a few of these bills. You might want to rethink your strategy.”
Cody looked over, widened his dark brown eyes, and slipped that gorgeous, half-cocky, half-helpless grin into place. “Come on, Demmy, just do this one thing for me, okay? You know I’m not good at stuff like this.”
The grin usually worked. Demetrius was a sucker for Cody’s grin, had been all the years they’d been friends, but not this time. He had to stand firm, had to get Cody to see that being part owner of a business meant having to do the crappy stuff like phone messages and paperwork and ironing their uniform shirts, and not just the fun field work stuff.
“Nope, not gonna do it.” Demetrius shook his head. “Consider it a growing experience for you.”
Cody narrowed his eyes before slamming the phone down again. “Fine. I need a moment to collect myself.”
“Fine.” Demetrius watched him get up and pace the length of their narrow office. Thirty steps to the back of the office, thirty steps to the front, and fifteen feet from side wall to side wall. The office was barely tall enough for Cody’s six foot five frame, seemed barely wide enough to accommodate his broad shoulders, and was definitely too small to contain his personality.
“I hope you find your inner phone message muse before someone calls us,” Demetrius said. He winced as he opened another bill and saw the amount due. They needed to get some work and soon, or else they’d be forced to close down shop before they’d really even gotten started. Maybe this whole “animal control with heart” business plan hadn’t been the right move for them.
“You know, you’re being kind of a bitch right now,” Cody practically whimpered as he paced by Demetrius’s desk. “I mean, we’ve been friends for twenty-one—”
“Twenty-three,” Demetrius corrected automatically as he continued to shuffle through the mail.
“—years now, and you should know the things I have trouble with and the things that are my, well, my strengths.” Cody came to a stop right beside Demetrius’s desk, his big hands hanging straight down, and a tortured look on a face seven times too handsome for the tiny town of Parson’s Hollow.
Demetrius sighed, folded his hands on the stack of unpaid bills, and focused on Cody’s dark brown eyes. “Cody Bower.”
A slight grin turned up one corner of Cody’s mouth. “Demetrius Singleton.”
“We have been friends for twenty-three years.”
“Twenty-three?” Cody frowned.
“Twenty-three. Ever since kindergarten when you saved me from being beaten up by that fuckwad Shaun Grivet.”
Cody sneered. “I hated that kid. Still hate him, actually.”
“He is a shit,” Demetrius agreed.
“Of the stinkiest variety,” Cody expounded.
“Truly.” Demetrius cleared his throat. “During these twenty-three years of friendship, I have come to understand your inner workings, and, shall we say, the way you operate.”
Cody smirked his seductive smirk and perched one fine, firm asscheek on the corner of Demetrius’s desk. “When you say it that way, it sounds really romantic.”
Demetrius sighed and dropped his gaze to the desk, shaking his head. “It would, Cody, if not for the fact that you are unabashedly, undeniably, certifiably straight and I… Well, I am not.”
“Fine.” Cody pushed off from Demetrius’s desk and sat in his chair, lowered almost to the floor as he liked it. He tipped back and put his big boots up on his desk. “You know how a lot of things people do are fun and enjoyable and stay with them the rest of their lives?”
“This is not one of those things.”
“Just pull on your big boy pants and do your part for our company.”
“You know, I would probably be a lot more into–” Cody curled his fingers into air quotes “–our company, if we had some actual business.”
Demetrius nodded and spread his hands open on his desk. “I know, I know. And I’m working on that. Look, we’ve got an in at the police station, right?”
Cody gave a derisive snort. “Lucia Durant? That’s not an in.”
“You’re just mad because she’s the only girl in high school, hell, in all of Parson’s Hollow, who broke up with you before you could break up with her.”
“Whatever.” Cody waved the topic away as if it were a troublesome fly. “So what’s this in supposed to get us?”
The phones on their desks rang, and they stared at each other in mild shock.
“This!” Demetrius finally said, pointing to the phone on his desk. “This is what that will get us. Answer it!”
“Me?” Cody sat upright, hands raised as he rolled away from the phone, a truly terrified expression on his face. “I don’t know what to say to random strangers.”
“You talk to strangers all the time!” Demetrius shouted. “You hit on every woman in every bar in this and the surrounding counties! You joke and badger every man, you give noogies to every child, and you even flirt with the women in Parson’s Pines when you go visit your grandmother!”
“That’s different,” Cody said, the pitch of his voice rising. “That’s not work related!”
A sudden realization hit Demetrius, and his chest tightened with panic. “The message!”
Cody frowned. “The message?” Understanding dawned, and his eyes widened. “I didn’t finish the message!”
“Get the phone!” Demetrius shouted.
“You get the phone!” Cody shouted. He tried to wheel himself back to his desk, but his chair appeared to fight against moving in that direction.
The ringing stopped. They looked at each other, then Demetrius put his face in his hands and let out a long, shuddery breath. “We’re ruined before we’ve even begun.”
I hope you enjoyed this snippet from Demetrius and Cody’s first adventure. Suffice it to say, things go awry–and get very, very bloody–from here on out! Until next time, enjoy your autumn, and I hope to see some of you at GRL in San Diego!
Title: Terror by Moonlight: Critter Catchers Book One
Author: Hank Edwards
Publisher: Wilde City
Publication Date: 09/16/2015
Cover Artist: Adrian Nicholas
Genre: Gay, Humor/Comedy, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Thriller
Cody Bower and Demetrius Singleton have been friends for over twenty years even though they are polar opposites. Cody is tall, handsome, athletic, and straight, and Demetrius is average height, more of a thinker, and gay. They have started an animal control business together and have to figure out how to be business partners without letting it affect their friendship, but that’s the least of their problems. When one of their first clients ends up brutally murdered in what appears to be an animal attack, the two realize something big and dangerous is stalking their tiny town of Parson’s Hollow, and it’s up to them to catch it before it kills again.
About Hank Edwards
Hank Edwards is a curious mix of practical realist and feral dreamer, with over a dozen books published. His body of work covers a host of genres from gay romance to humor, paranormal to suspense, and mystery to time travel romance.
He is also a member of the Story Orgy group (www.facebook.com/SOGroup), a clan of writers who post free gay romance reads to their blogs every Monday morning and self-publish steamy stories based on writing prompts. Find his posts atwww.hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings.
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I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
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