Kayla Jameth grew up on the family farm in Ohio, baling hay, raising cattle, and making maple syrup. An unrepentant tomboy, her father taught her to weld before she graduated from high school.
She attended Cleveland’s Case Western Reserve University and later, Texas A&M University in her pursuit of veterinary medicine, taking her farther away from her rural roots. You can transplant the county girl, but you can’t make her a city slicker. Besides, it was only going to be for a little while, right?
But it wasn’t all hard work for Kayla, her sojourn as the princess of the Celestial Kingdom left her with the title sir and a costume closet the envy of many knights, lords, and ladies. See? She does have some ladylike qualities complete with the title of Lady to back it up.
After declaring for years that she was just a veterinarian who wrote not an author, Kayla now finds herself living in Spring, Texas (practically Houston) and writing m/m erotic romance. The location is probably a bigger surprise than the genre. Never the kind of girl to discuss makeup and clothing designers, she would rather be outside getting dirty with the boys.
Kayla shares her home with a cat, two guinea pigs, a gerbil, three guppies, a husband and a son and daughter.
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Catt Grant
Andreas sees only one way to save himself: he must tame the fearsome warrior.
But what began as self-preservation develops into attraction. Yearning for the company of someone other than his ferret Ictis, Andreas decides to trust the Spartan warrior and risk the fate that claimed his father.
Born to rule by the sword, Theron sees the world as his and acts accordingly, taking everything Andreas offers and reaching for more. However, love between men in Sparta is considered shameful and requires either exile or suicide to redeem Sparta’s honor. Now, only the gods can save them from the terrible price Sparta extracts from men who desire other men.
“Almost like myself again.” Theron sat up and reached for the bowl of water, the blankets sliding down to pool around his waist. Once again unable to look away, Andreas watched the muscles in Theron’s throat as he drank. He wasn’t quick enough, and this time Theron caught him staring.
“Come here.” Theron patted the mattress.
Andreas obeyed, relieved and a little amused now that Theron’s assertiveness had returned. He sat stiffly where he was bid, not knowing what to expect. Theron wrapped an arm around his shoulders and drew him close. “Mmm… much better,” Theron murmured in his ear, nipping the lobe.
Andreas jumped, but at least this time he held the embarrassing squeak in. Theron nuzzled his neck, his chuckles tickling Andreas’ bare skin. Andreas moaned as their lips met. When Theron’s lips parted on a gasp, Andreas took the opportunity to explore.
Theron met him halfway in a slick tangle of tongues. Andreas sighed and wrapped his arms around Theron, holding him close, wishing he could embrace him that way forever, warm skin on warm skin. I don’t want to ever let him go.
Eventually, Theron drew back, lips swollen, pupils huge and dark. Andreas wondered if he too looked like one caught in a dream. The dream of forever.
Categories:Erotica, Fiction, Historical, M/M Romance. MAY be considered to have paranormal elements.