Thursday, July 19, 2012

Amylea Lyn: Solid as Stone Blog Tour

Solid as Stone, The Brotherhood 1

Available for Pre-order from Silver Publishing - Official Release July 21st.


The Brotherhood is seeking their freedom, and one man holds the key. When the father's sins come to light, can one shy doctor and a tough assassin work together or will past scars be too much for them to overcome?

Stone's life is one of ordered control. As a child he was experimented on and turned into something more than human. Now the leader of The Brotherhood, an elite group of soldier assassins, he is given the task of eradicating the man who possibly holds the key to his freedom.

When Dr Wesley Folcomb finds himself targeted by the government group that killed his father, he is forced to seek safety from the very assassin sent to eliminate him.

On the run for their lives, Wesley and Stone grow close but with such different pasts, can they find love? Or will the danger hunting them cause their relationship to crumble before it has a chance to become as solid as stone?


"You cold?" Stone asked quietly. The sound of his deep voice sent another shudder down his spine, but this one came from something other than the cold.

"Yes," Wesley whispered back.

Stone lay quiet for a moment, then there was a soft, "Come here."

Wesley found himself being maneuvered until he'd been tucked inside Stone's large sleeping bag, snuggled up close to a broad, T-shirt covered chest. He sighed happily, relaxing into the amazing heat the large soldier seemed to generate. His teeth finally stopped chattering and he buried his cold nose in the other man's warm neck.

Stone smelled like sweat, fresh air, and one hundred percent pure man. The scent was heady and intoxicating.

He wiggled closer and felt more than heard Stone groan. "Is this okay?" he whispered, looking up into those dazzling gray eyes. Stone nodded and swallowed hard. That was when he felt it.

The large and very hard ridges of Stone's cock rubbing against his lower abdomen.

Wesley gasped. "Stone?" he asked, looking up in surprise. Could Stone actually want me?

Stone's answer was to swoop down and capture Wesley's lips with his own.

Wesley moaned at the tender assault. When he had imagined the first kiss that he and Stone would share, he'd always pictured a full out attack on his senses. For some odd reason, this gentle loving seemed even better. He opened his mouth when Stone's tongue demanded entrance, whimpering at the hot wet slide of muscle on muscle. God the man tasted good.

He ground his aching cock against Stone's rock hard thigh, relishing in the answering response that was pushed into his belly. They had both worn jeans to bed, and the abrasive material against their sensitive shafts through the thin material of their underwear just made the whole thing more erotic. Wesley was sure he discovered a denim fetish he'd never known he had. Or maybe he just had a Stone fetish?

Wesley gasped for breath, his cock weeping so much it completely coated the inside of his boxers with precum.

Stone groaned, and Wesley suddenly found himself flat on his back, a warm muscled body pressing into him. He spread his legs, whimpering when the move was hindered by the tight confines of the sleeping bag surrounding them, his cock throbbing with every beat of his heart. When Stone nipped at his lower lip, tugging the plump flesh, the sudden sting had Wesley coming, flooding his pants with a shout. Wet warmth spread through his boxers, and Wesley went limp, his orgasm draining him completely as he accepted a soft kiss from a gleaming eyed Stone.

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About the Author:

Amylea Lyn is a little odd, a lot weird, and just plain strange. At least that's what everyone tells her. She lives in the middle of a desert, filling her laptop with too many stories to count. Most days, Amylea can be found sitting in her favorite chair after work, bugging those around her for fun tidbits to make her stories more interesting. When she's not writing, Amylea spends her time daydreaming her fantasies while talking to herself without realizing it, experimenting with different baked dishes that she force feeds her family, and plotting ways to get back at her psychotic cat. All in all, she likes to think of herself as pretty normal... even if it's only by her own standards.


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