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Author: Mickie B. Ashling
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Catt Ford
Genre: Historical, M/M Romance
In June of 1978 Grady Ormond, eighteen-year-old son of diplomat Peter Ormond, accompanies his father to his new posting as US Ambassador to Pakistan. Neighboring Iran is on the brink of a civil war, with the monarchy in danger of being overthrown.
Grady will be leaving for New York City in late August to study cinematography and has been warned to keep his homosexual orientation tightly under wraps while on vacation. Repercussions in the predominantly Islamic region could be severe.
On their first night in Karachi, his father hosts a cocktail party to meet the local dignitaries. Grady is introduced to His Highness Prince Kamran Izadi, nephew of the shah of Iran. Twenty-three-year-old Kamran has recently returned from the UK, where he spent eleven years, first as a student, and then as a financial analyst.
The attraction is immediate—unforeseen and dangerously powerful—but neither one dares to make a move. Odds are so stacked against them it’s futile to even entertain a friendship, but they do, and their world tilts precariously.
With his country in turmoil and Grady about to leave for college, Kamran makes a decision that will change their lives forever.
I’d like to thank Prism Book Alliance for being a part of the blog tour for my latest release, Yesterday. This novel is a period piece, a stand-alone novel, set during the tumultuous final months of the Pahlavi dynasty. The time and place aren’t conducive to romance, especially between two men, but love and logic aren’t always compatible as Kamran and Grady soon find out. Can a chance meeting alter one’s destiny? The answers are revealed within the pages of Yesterday.
The striking cover was designed by multitalented author and cover artist Catt Ford. Aside from the giveaways, which are listed on the Rafflecopter widget, I bring an exclusive excerpt. I hope you enjoy the sneak peek.
The Nikon R10 Super 8 hanging around my neck on a leather strap was a graduation gift from my father, and I’d been carrying it around all day, almost forgetting it was still attached to me. The only time I’d taken it off was during lunch, but I’d automatically grabbed it on our way out to the coop. I wondered if this obsession with filmmaking would ever wane. Hopefully not, as I was about to embark on four years of study that would cost my father a small fortune. It would be a disaster if I realized at the end that I was only going through a phase.
As I began focusing, I visualized a sequence of films chronicling my summer in Karachi and my growing friendship with an Iranian prince. Kamran looked fiercely exotic and unapproachable through the eye of the lens. Only I would know that behind the royal façade beat the tender heart of a poet and animal lover. How would he reconcile this part of him with his duties? Did he have the option to walk away from it all now that he was no longer in the line of succession? Would they let him? Did he even want to?
I lowered the camera for a second. “You look great on film. Would you ever consider becoming an actor?”
“No,” Kamran said, looking flustered. “I don’t know the first thing about acting.”
“Who needs to act when they look like you?”
“Get on with it, Grady. You’re embarrassing me.”
“Hasn’t anyone ever told you that you’re gorgeous?”
Kamran’s eyes grew wide with surprise. “Not that I can recall.”
“Maybe they’re more conservative around here, but you went to Eton, didn’t you? I can’t believe you got through your term without anyone mentioning you look like a bloody rock star.”
“I had no girlfriends.”
I waggled my eyebrows. “How about boyfriends?”
He took a few steps toward me, raising his fists in a combative move. I moved back instinctively, fearing I’d made a terrible mistake.
“I was joking, Kamran. Don’t get all twisted.”
I could tell he was conflicted about letting it go or punching my lights out, but thankfully he showed some restraint.
“Your sense of humor could get you killed around here.”
“I’m sorry,” I said miserably. “It was an innocent remark.”
His face was bright with emotion, and he took several cleansing breaths before his complexion returned to normal. His voice, however, was still frosty. “Being single at my age leads to malicious speculation, especially in my country. I’m sorry I overreacted, but this isn’t the first time someone has questioned my orientation.”
I shook my head. “I didn’t assume anything, Kamran. I was being flip and trying to get information on your love life when it’s none of my business. How old are you anyway?”
“Twenty-three,” he said. “And to satisfy your curiosity, you should know I’m engaged to be married in a few months. All you had to do was ask instead of being sneaky.”
“Congratulations,” I said automatically. “How long have you been dating?”
Once again, he looked miserable. “We haven’t met yet. It’s an arranged marriage.”
“In this day and age?”
“Nothing has changed in my country with regards to marriage.”
“How do you know it’ll work out?”
“We’ll make it work.”
“Are we done?” Kamran said testily. “I’d like to go down to the beach and cool off.”
“That sounds like a good idea,” I seconded. I was more than done with the entire conversation. Arranged marriage? Jesus….
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About the Author
Mickie B. Ashling is the pseudonym of a multifaceted woman who is a product of her upbringing in multiple cultures, having lived in Japan, the Philippines, Spain, and the Middle East. Fluent in three languages, she’s a citizen of the world and an interesting mixture of East and West. A little bit of this and a lot of that have brought a unique touch to her literary voice she could never learn from textbooks.
By the time Mickie discovered her talent for writing, real life got in the way, and the business of raising four sons took priority. With the advent of e-publishing—and the inevitable emptying nest—dreams of becoming a published writer were resurrected and she’s never looked back.
She stumbled into the world of men who love men in 2002 and continues to draw inspiration from their ongoing struggle to find equality and happiness in this oftentimes skewed and intolerant world. Her award-winning novels have been called “gut wrenching, daring, and thought provoking.” She admits to being an angst queen and making her men work damn hard for their happy endings.
Mickie currently resides in a suburb outside Chicago.
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