Author Name: Moriah Gemel
Book Name: Ceílí
Release
Date: March 17, 2016
Blurb:
The Los
Angeles music scene has not been kind to Devon Caelin. He struggles to fit in
and has a streak of bad luck the length of the Sunset Strip. One rare rainy
night, he drowns his sorrows from bar-to-bar, until he stumbles into an alley
club called Céilí. He discovers that it’s home to a small community of mystical
people making their way in the human world, and that he found it only because
he is Fae himself. With mentoring from the pub’s proprietor, Eldan—a powerful
Fae Lord protecting his kind in the city—Devon unearths his past and discovers
his magical abilities. His life appears to be back on track—until a member of
the Faerie Court is murdered and the secret of their world is threatened to be
revealed.
Pages or Words: 200 pages
Categories: Contemporary, Fantasy, Gay
Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, Urban Fantasy
Excerpt:
“This is where we’ll do
the spell,” Eldan says. “I can open the channel easily enough, but I’d like you
to assist in keeping it open. Stand behind me when I tell you to, and put your
hands on my shoulders. If we’re compatible, I’ll be able to take some of your
energy to bolster mine, just enough to maintain a stronger connection than I
would on my own, all right? You might get a little dizzy, but I promise you’ll
be okay.”
“I’m not afraid,
Eldan.” Devon is excited to see this magic performed, to see the Queens.
What will they be like, these women that Eldan is wary to speak of?
“No. You aren’t, are
you?” Eldan smiles. “Well. Best get on with it then. Stand nearby, please?”
Devon settles himself
just behind Eldan, and Eldan nods. Then, he pulls a little vial from his pocket
and shakes it.
“Here we go.”
He uncorks the bottle,
and Devon smells something almost metallic. Eldan walks to the first corner of
the table, to the right, and pours a drop of whatever’s inside the vial over
the little pile of dirt.
“Cré.” His hand
hovers over the bowl, and the dirt spreads and forms a flat plane under his
palm. Eldan smiles and walks on.
He walks to the back
right of the table and pours a drop into the empty bowl. “Aer,” he says
and his hand hovers. The bowl trembles, and the dust motes in the air within it
coalesce and spin. He walks on.
The third bowl holds
sticks, and Eldan pours the liquid on them before hovering his hand, causing
them to burst into flames. “Tine.” Devon can’t help but push his breath
out and shake his head. This is cool. All this magic, it’s really real.
He thought it was a story for children, but magic is real, and he’s a
part of it. He never thought much about fairytales but now he wishes he had,
because it would make this moment so much better.
Finally, Eldan pours
into the fourth bowl, filled with water, and his hand hovering creates little
waves that splash on the sides of the bowl gently, as though upset. “Uisce,”
he says and then he walks on.
He circles the table
counter-clockwise three times and, when he reaches the head of the table once
more, he nods to Devon. “Now.”
Devon steps up as Eldan
turns away and puts his hands on Eldan’s slim, strong shoulders. Immediately,
his palms tingle, as Eldan waves a hand. The mirror in the center of the table
stands up, reflecting them. Eldan presses a palm to the center of it.
“Oscailt agus a
léiriú,” Eldan says. Devon wishes he knew what the hell he was saying, but
it’s pretty, in any case. Celtic? Gaelic? Something. “Na Ríona I Talún
Samhraidh.”
The mirror clouds,
and Devon licks his lips and stands on his tiptoes to see over Eldan’s
shoulder. Nothing happens, though, for long moments, in which Eldan’s breathing
comes quick and loud. Devon squeezes his shoulders, and Eldan whimpers faintly.
But he slows down, and Devon keeps squeezing, staring at what he can see of
Eldan’s face, staring at the delicate line of his jaw, his high cheekbone, the
flutter of an eyelash, the jut of his nose, which is freckled and fair.
But then the clouds
part, and there they are.
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Meet the author:
Moriah Gemel has developed a dedicated
following for her realistic, sexually-charged stories over twelve years in
online fan communities. Moriah is passionate about diversity in fiction, as
well as realistic depictions of BDSM and sex education. Her first novel, Load
the Dice, was published as a serial in ten parts. Céilí is her
second novel. She lives with her husband, young son, and two cats.
Where to find the author:
Twitter: @moriahgemel
Publisher: Interlude Press
Cover
Artist: Design – CB Messer, Cover art by Ari McFarland
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