ROADHOUSE REDSBorn moments before his parents crashed landed on Earth, Jason was raised in foster care. As soon as he was old enough, he packed his backpack and hit the road. Just him and his bike.
Now a jaded young man, living above a roadhouse diner and bar with several other misfits, he struggles to understand friendships, relationships, and the bonds of family.
Unbeknownst to Jason, other refugees from the planet Altiss also made it safely to Earth. After discovering Jason living as a human, they seek to safeguard him and his fledgling abilities.
As Jason’s powers begin to manifest, his mate arrives on earth looking to claim him. Ano ki stalks Jason, seeking to gain his trust, and his proximity only intensifies Jason’s burgeoning magic..
Fearing they will be dragged back to the planet they fled, the refugees prepare to do battle. In Jason, they believe they may have what is needed to tip the scales in their favor.
Left with no choice but to accept his heritage and learn to fight, Jason struggles with some harsh lessons about love and trust amidst a backdrop of battle and betrayal.
Roadhouse Reds Excerpt
“I’m gonna miss you guys too,” he finally admitted, having a hard time speaking around the lump in his throat. And god dammit he was gonna have to leave soon, because just talking about it was like someone taking a blade to his chest. It fucking hurt, the idea of never seeing them again. No midnight pool, no listening to Pat cussing out annoying customers; it all made him ache in ways he hadn’t hurt in years.
“You don’t have to go, you know,” she reminded him as she let the shower curtain fall back into place.
“But you will anyway.”
“Why, Jay? Damn it. I don’t have many friends.”
“Neither do I.”
“Then why leave?” she demanded.
“’Cause if I don’t, I never will,” Jason said sadly.
She let the silence stretch between them until the only noise was the shower and the occasional thunk of his head on the wall.
“How are you feeling?” she asked as she reached for the shower curtain to pull it back again.
“Like chicken fried dog shit on a hot summer day,” he grumbled, keeping his eyes closed against the water and spray. She reached in to touch his forehead and stroke his cheek, and cringed when the icy spray touched her skin.
“You feel a little cooler, but not as much as you should,” she told him gently. “I think we need to take you to the hospital.”
“Give me one good reason why not?”
“’Cause I-I think I might be going a little crazy,” he admitted softly. His eyes popped open, scowling when she begin to laugh.
“Not funny,” he grumbled.
“No, it isn’t,” she admitted when she’d calmed down. “But you letting it stop you from getting help sort of is. If something’s wrong, they can help you, Jay.”
“No one’s locking me in a room!” Jason yelled, eyes wide, panicking.
Pat didn’t flinch, she just touched his shoulder lightly and lowered her voice so he’d have to focus to listen. “There’s more to getting help than a padded room, Jay,” she explained gently. “Sometimes it’s about having someone listen.”
“That’s just it, Pat. Some secrets you just can’t tell.”
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SPIDER WEBS & COVER ARTLosing his brother leaves rocker Jace Christenson struggling to understand how it happened, and what he can do to open the door to conversation about suicide and mental illness.
Losing his brother leaves rocker Jace Christenson struggling to understand how it happened, and what he can do to open the door to a conversation about suicide and mental illness. A trip to visit an old friend who runs the tattoo parlor where he got his first tattoo soon nets him a conversation piece, in the form of a semi-colon tattoo, but the pain of grief is still overwhelming. Reconnecting with his band is an obstacle he’s not sure he can overcome. It takes some time away with best friend and fellow bandmate Troy Paulus to finally get him to open up and accept that the things he’s feeling are normal parts of the healing process. And if along the way, the two grow even closer, than that’s just a bonus right?
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About the authorLAYLA DORINE lives among the sprawling prairies of Midwestern America, in a house with more cats than people. She loves hiking, fishing, swimming, martial arts, camping out, photography, cooking, and dabbling with several artistic mediums. In addition, she loves to travel and visit museums, historic, and haunted places.
Layla got hooked on writing as a child, starting with poetry and then branching out, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Hard times, troubled times, the lives of her characters are never easy, but then what life is? The story is in the struggle, the journey, the triumphs and the falls. She writes about artists, musicians, loners, drifters, dreamers, hippies, bikers, truckers, hunters and all the other folks that she’s met and fallen in love with over the years. Sometimes she writes urban romance and sometimes its aliens crash landing near a roadside bar. When she isn’t writing, or wandering somewhere outdoors, she can often be found curled up with a good book and a kitty on her lap.
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