YEAR ONE COLLECTION
T.C. ORTON
M/M FANTASY/MPREG/CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
RELEASE DATE: 12.28.16
COVER DESIGN: TC Orton
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BLURB
The complete first year works of T.C. Orton, who debuted as an author in January 2016.
There are two worlds to follow within these pages...
The first is a world of the paranormal, of Vampires lurking down London alleyways, of Werewolves forming packs outside a college campus, and of Warlocks attending a magical academy in which they learn to harness their powers.
Each of these stories, and characters, co-exist within the same universe. The Omega Moon Universe.
The second world you’ll come across is much like our own, where the only magic you’ll see is that of extraordinary stamina in the bedroom. The Climax Saga is a series of short stories revolving around a college escort named Luke, and a British transfer student named William – who goes by Billy. Their tale is an unconventional one.
Included with this collection -
Seeing Red: Scorched (Vampire/Dark/Romance)
Omega Moon (Mpreg/Murder-Mystery/Shifter)
Warlock Academy: Tomes 1&2 (Dark/Fantasy)
College Climax: Confidential Edition (Climax Saga Book 1) (Contemporary Romance)
Christmas Climax (Climax Saga Book 2) (Contemporary Romance)
SEEING RED: SCORCHED
EXCERPT
“You
don’t have to.” Nicolai seemed to notice my hesitation.
“I want
to,” I replied as I began to shift my body down the sheets, my face dropping
closer to Nicolai’s to plant another kiss on his lips before my mouth moved to
his neck.
I used my
tongue to leave a trail of saliva from the tip of his earlobe, down between his
pecs and over his hard abs until I was knelt at the foot of the bed with my
mouth hovering around the waistline of his jeans as my entire body began to
shake with nerves. I wanted this; I really wanted this, but what if I was no
good? At least if we were doing everything then I could rely on Nicolai to lead
the way, but this required some talent on my part.
Nicolai
reached down, undoing the button on his jeans and sliding the zipper down as he
used his free hand to ruffle my blonde locks that I just realized might get in
the way. I ran a hand through my hair, pushing the strands over my shoulders
and hoping that they’d stay put. I reached out, grabbed the tip of Nicolai’s
jeans and tugged them down, also bringing his black boxers down with them and
causing his thick shaft to spring up in all its glory.
OMEGA MOON
EXCERPT
“I keep forgetting you don’t know our
ways.”
I got up and went over to him, kneeling
between his legs and looking up at his stubble-ridden face.
“Teach me,” I wanted to be a part of this
world – of this pack.
Damien stared down at me, he placed the
whisky on the golden cart by the chair and dropped his cigarette into it,
extinguishing the glowing tip. He reached down, guiding my body up and placed
me on his lap as his hands held me steadily. I felt my cheeks fluster, I felt
my spine tingle and before I knew it I had his hands buried in my brown locks
as his tongue penetrated my lips.
He tasted of smoke and whisky, he smelt
sweaty from the long walk we’d taken through the woods earlier and his hair was
sticking in all different directions, however, I’d never felt more attracted to
him.
WARLOCK ACADEMY TOME 1
EXCERPT
Jake roared whilst
envisioning William’s face, pinning Alaric’s hands above his head and ramming
his cock down the man’s throat as he bounced off the headboard.
Jake was kneeling up, his
shaft in Alaric’s mouth and his body dripping with sweat. Alaric was fully
clothed, somewhere between lying down and sitting against the head of the bed,
his skull being bashed by Jake who showed him no mercy with his thick
eight-inches.
How long are they going to fucking keep me in here?
Jake wondered as he turned
his head towards the marks he’d scratched into his bedroom wall as if he were
in prison. Today marked one month and four days since he’d attacked William and
whilst his body had managed to heal, he was beginning to lose his mind.
“Jake, your homework!”
Alaric pulled away, gasping as a mixture of his saliva and Jake’s pre-cum
dribbled down his chin.
The man had only turned up
looking for Jake’s assignment, but what was happening between them now had
happened at least seven times and whilst Alaric liked to pretend he wasn’t into
being used, nothing could stop him from taking Jake’s cock on demand. He knew
it was wrong, but that just made it feel so right.
“Just give me a pass,” Jake
said, reaching down for his shaft and pushing it back inside Alaric’s mouth.
“And I told you, don’t fucking speak!”
WARLOCK ACADEMY TOME
EXCERPT
Soon enough the room was alive with a
mixture of sounds. The first was that of the pillars and headboard banging
brutally against the wall. The second was the skin-on-skin contact, the result
of Sebastian’s balls slapping against Carlos’ smooth skin creating something
similar to that of thunderous applause. And the last was Carlos’ moans, which
stemmed from a cocktail of pleasure and pain that had him ready to shoot
despite not being able to touch his own dick.
“I’m so close!” He cried out, but Sebastian
wasn’t listening. He wasn’t doing this to make Carlos cum, he was doing it
because he needed to unload.
COLLEGE CLIMAX, BK 1
EXCERPT
Before I knew it, I
was at his mercy. My body a ragdoll for him to throw around however he wanted.
He bashed against my cheeks, his entire shaft, all of its eight-inches, buried
balls-deep in my hole.
He would pull all the
way out and wait the briefest of moments until I felt myself tightening again,
only to shove his entire length back inside of me and make my eyes water as
shooting pains traveled up my spine.
I bit my bottom lip,
sinking my nails into the covers and squinted as I tried to cope with the
overwhelming feeling of being torn in two. He was an animal in bed, but I knew
I could take it. Besides, I had to put on my best show yet since this was being
filmed.
CHRISTMAS CLIMAX, BK 2
EXCERPT
The comforting aroma of
apples and cinnamon hovered like a gentle, refreshing mist in every dormitory
hallway. The warm mugs of mulled wine kept my hands toasty as I slowly made my
way from one place to the next. The lack of formalities in every lecture became
more and more apparent the further we dove into December. And, despite being in
the midst of one of the coldest winters I’d ever experienced, there was a place
– and a person – that never failed to turn up the heat.
Luke’s motel room was littered with pizza boxes, takeout menus and clothes. The neon sign outside the window had broken off its hinges, casting its blinking letters across the bed, and the fan in the room next door must’ve been broken because there’d been a humming sound resonating from within for days now. However, regardless of its faults, and its appearance, and the other inhabitants, this place had become a second home filled with fond memories.
And we were in the middle of making more.
“Please…” My eyes watered as I spat my words, and streams of saliva soaked my chin. “Please, Luke…”
My hands were shaking beneath me, grounded in the mattress of Luke’s double bed to keep my body positioned on all fours. I kept trying to make the arch that he so desperately craved, I kept trying to dip my stomach in and push my behind out, but it hurt – it really hurt. How on earth did Luke do this for a living?
Luke’s motel room was littered with pizza boxes, takeout menus and clothes. The neon sign outside the window had broken off its hinges, casting its blinking letters across the bed, and the fan in the room next door must’ve been broken because there’d been a humming sound resonating from within for days now. However, regardless of its faults, and its appearance, and the other inhabitants, this place had become a second home filled with fond memories.
And we were in the middle of making more.
“Please…” My eyes watered as I spat my words, and streams of saliva soaked my chin. “Please, Luke…”
My hands were shaking beneath me, grounded in the mattress of Luke’s double bed to keep my body positioned on all fours. I kept trying to make the arch that he so desperately craved, I kept trying to dip my stomach in and push my behind out, but it hurt – it really hurt. How on earth did Luke do this for a living?
AUTHOR BIO
Born January 6th 1993, T. C. resides in the United Kingdom, living with his partner Peter Jones and their dog, Drake.
T. C. has had a passion for supernatural stories from a young age, often scribbling down his latest ideas instead of focusing on whatever task was at hand during the long school days. At the age of twelve, he penned his first romance story featuring himself and the boy he had feelings for set in a fantastical land full of werewolves and wizards. Ever since that day, T. C. has made it his mission to entwine his leading gay protagonists with epic paranormal adventures.
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Thanks for the post! I haven't read any of TC Orton's books, but they sound interesting.
ReplyDeleteCongrats and thanks for the post. TBH, I haven't read any of these, but Seeing Red really looks good.-
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