Every night Ledger stands on the stage of Joker’s Sin, the most popular gay nightclub in Haven Hart, mixing music. Many of the people who come through the doors want his attention, but lately he’s only had eyes for the red-headed bartender, Shane. When Ledger is invited to be on a panel at DJ Con, he asks for support from his friends at Joker’s Sin. To his surprise, Shane shows up.
For Shane, Ledger is everything he’s ever been attracted to in a person. They’ve danced around each other for a while, but finally getting to know the intense DJ one-on-one, he realizes there’s even more to Ledger than he ever knew.
Then craziness ensues. Someone sets their sights on Ledger, determined to make him theirs, and he and Shane find themselves fighting for their lives instead of living it. Whoever is behind this will stop at nothing to get Ledger in their arms.
I didn’t move at first. Ledger looked over his shoulder and cocked a brow as if to say, “Move it.” Slowly, I stepped forward into his living space. It was a huge open plan for sure, but I had trouble focusing on the design because every sound made me feel like something was going to jump out at me.
Once I got my heart to stop trying to beat out of my chest, and nothing tried to murder me, I took in the place. It was vast, the living room and kitchen one big area. The walls were painted slate gray and white throughout the entire area. As I moved farther in, I saw a wall that blocked off the huge space and assumed Ledger’s bedroom was there. When Ledger opened the mysterious door, I heard the roar again.
He shrugged and went through the door. I stood there, waiting for screams. My imagination was picturing a large cat mauling Ledger to pieces. Maybe I should’ve run to the elevator—self-preservation and all.
Author's Guest PostA Different Kind of Writing Year
2020 has been a struggle for so many people. I’ve had my children home since the end of February of this year. Which means, the wonderful writing schedule I had made for myself got flushed down the toilet. My husband and I chose to do distance learning and I have zero regrets about it. My kids are safe, and that’s peace of mind. But, my writing… Yeah, it’s been a challenge.
I did fairly well with releases this year but I didn’t reach my goal. Every book I release I want it to be the best I have in me. It must come from the heart. It’s difficult however when the news around the world, and turmoil in your own country feels like it’s sucking the creativity right out of you. I had to wait many times for the spark to ignite when it came to my writing and 2020 often threw water on that spark before it became anything.
Joker’s Sin, this series, will forever be a testament to this year for me. Three of the four books in this series released this year and it many ways saved me. Often it challenged me too. But, when I would get into it, when the voices screamed and typed them down as quickly as I could, there was a peace. The chaos of the world didn’t exist, just the imaginary one I was building.
It has been a different kind of writing year for me, for many authors. I see their vocal struggles all over social media and empathize greatly with each and every one of them. I can close my eyes on December 31st, and know I survived it. Know I did my very best to be the best I could be as an author and a person. What more can any of us do than be the best person we can be.
Davidson King, always had a hope that someday her daydreams would become real-life stories. As a child, you would often find her in her own world, thinking up the most insane situations. It may have taken her awhile, but she made her dream come true with her first published work, Snow Falling.
She managed to wrangle herself a husband who matched her crazy and they hatched three wonderful children.
If you were to ask her what gave her the courage to finally publish, she'd tell you it was her amazing family and friends. Support is vital in all things and when you're afraid of your dreams, it will be your cheering section that will lift you up.