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The net proceeds of this novella benefit those kids.
Releases November 24th!
Net proceeds benefit the The Trevor Project in the US,
“What is the significance of a birthday?”
Harper stared at Pelora. “You ancient gods don’t have birthdays?”
Pelora gave him the look his question deserved.
“Ah, yeah, okay. Well, birthdays are to commemorate a person’s birth and life. We celebrate them by having a party and giving gifts.”
Pelora frowned. “A symposium?”
Harper half laughed. “A party.”
Pelora looked dismayed. “There is no drinking?”
“There can be drinking. Sometimes food is involved. Usually a cake or something like that, and maybe a few games.”
Understanding imbued Pelora’s mien. “Ah, gladiators!”
Harper snorted. “No gladiators. Only a party.”
Pelora frowned again. “An orgy, then?”
Harper laughed outright. “A party. A simple party.”
Now Pelora looked distraught. “What is the purpose of the party if there is no drinking, games, or sex?”
“To celebrate life.”
Confusion filled Pelora face. “This is irrelevant.”
Harper sighed. Being in love with an ancient Greek god could be trying at times. “Let’s start over. Would you like to have a symposium to celebrate my birthday?”
Pelora finally smiled. “I would prefer an orgy.”
Harper Kidd is a highly respected marine archaeologist. Yet, with the economy in a slump, he’s trapped working in an oil company’s exploration division. Now, at the ripe age of thirty, Harp is disgusted with his employer’s damage to the undersea world he loves, tired of his ATM-card-filching ex, and tormented by beautiful dreams of an undersea lover. It’s time for a change and when his best friend, Stick, pleads with him to assist on a deep-sea dig in the Mediterranean, he jumps at the chance.
Harper’s sprits are high when they discover the ruins of an ancient civilization, and soar to the heavens when they discover a statue of an ancient pelora, a mysterious hybrid creature said to mediate between the worlds of reality and fantasy—and the very lover who holds the starring role in his dreams.
When the crew discovers the site is teeming with unexploded ordnance from the conflicts in the Middle East, and the excavation turns deadly, Harper must choose between saving his best friend and saving the pelora he’s fallen in love with.
About Aisling Mancy
Ash is an author who lives, most of the time, on the West Coast of the United States. Ash writes mystery thrillers, fantasy, science fiction, romance, and fiction for gay young adults as C. Kennedy.
Raised on the mean streets and back lots of Hollywood by a Yoda-look-alike grandfather, Ash doesn’t conform, doesn’t fit in, is epic awkward, and lives to perfect a deep-seated oppositional defiance disorder. In a constant state of fascination with the trivial, Ash contemplates such weighty questions as If time and space are curved, then where do all the straight people come from? When not writing, Ash can be found taming waves on western shores, pondering the nutritional value of sunsets, appreciating the much-maligned dandelion, unhooking guide ropes from stanchions, and marveling at all things ordinary. Ash does respond to emails because, after all, it is all about you, the reader.