WITCHY BOYS: Sexy Stories for Dark Nights
Author: Katey Hawthorne
Publication Date: October 18, 2016
Word Count: 20,000
Just in time for Halloween! Two novelettes about men with magic—and the occasional demon.
"Blood Magic and the Mini Zombie Apocalypse"
Griff has a bad habit of getting talked into black magic he shouldn’t be using—but this time it’s even worse. His ex is bent on revenge in the form of a mini zombie apocalypse, and the only person who can help Griff is a hottie white magic practitioner named Blythe. The catch: one of Griff’s spells gone wrong left Blythe with a haunted apartment a year ago, and Blythe isn’t over it.
Still, Blythe agrees to work with Griff. As they unravel the ugly blood, sex, and death magic, they also discover surprising things about each other. Hopefully, it’s enough for the ultimate trust they’ll need to defeat a lot of zombies and a crazed witch, or their town will end up covered in corpses.
Six years ago, Thackeray agreed to let a demon haunt him in exchange for help hunting other demons. It's a lonely life, but worth it to be the best demon hunter possible -- to save families from the kind of evil that ruined his own childhood.
This Hallowe'en, Thackeray's dealing with an upstart coven. A powerful, pretty witch named Matt defects to help Thackeray stop their scheme to invite god-knows-what from the other side.
Demons are much easier to fight than the urges Matt's flirting inspires. But Thackeray can't hook up with a demon watching over his shoulder... can he?
This book contains two shorts that have magical men trying to stop evil from happening. Men that are magical and sexy? Yes please!
Blood Magic and the Mini Zombie Apocalypse is a friends to lovers magical romance that has a zombie hoard, an crazy ex-girlfriend, and Griff who is always getting himself into trouble. Blythe is the friend who reluctantly comes to his rescue because of course his friend got suckered into the scheme the crazy ex was up to. As far short stories go this was excellently written and the characters we easy to love. Friends to lovers being one of my favorite and this one had the fun banter between friends and the sexy of two magical men.
“You’re powerful and you’re naϊve and you’re pretty and it’s a deadly combination,...makes you attractive to all the wrong people.”
Praesidium is about Thackeray, a human who let a demon to hunt him in order to get the help he needed to hunt other demons. Which means he is never alone so love or sex are off the menu. Meeting Matt makes him want more than he has in a long while but he needs his help to stop a local coven from opening the veil letting in all sorts of evil. With the help of the demon, Seir, lending his magical talents, they set out to do just that. I loved Thackeray’s brooding ways and how Matt doesn’t take crap from him. Even being as brooding as he is I connected with him from the start but more so once learning of his broken past. And matt? He is the perfect balance for him and maybe he can find a way for them to finally be alone.
“Maybe I’m just being a sucker for your hotness, but I want to trust you. Problem is, you’re holding a lot back, and that makes me nervous.”
After reading just these two steamy shorts I will definitely be checking out this author's others works. What can I say...I am sucker for sexy magical men!
Thanks so much for letting me stop by on my WITCHY BOYS book tour, Mere. I don’t know about you all, but I am loving the Halloween mood. October for the win, amiright? In that spirit, I’m dropping in with an excerpt from one of my witchy novellas, Blood Magic and the Mini Zombie Apocalypse. What better place for a first kiss than a graveyard while trying to avert a zombie apocalypse? Drop in the comments, let me know, and enter to win the giveaway!
In the meantime, here’s our narrator, Griff:
"Are you really gonna make me do a binding ritual?" I asked.
Blythe sighed and sprawled, long legs out in front of him. He'd put on a pair of jeans before we left, thanks to the chill. I kinda missed his legs, too white or not. He said, "Nah. That'd be shitty. Just—I wish you weren't so dumb."
"Sorry." He tossed his head to get some bleach-blond hair out of his eyes. "I don't mean that. Well, I do, but not in a mean way. I just think you need to be careful about who you run with if you're going to play with that kind of magic."
"How come you never played with it?" I asked.
"I did, when I was younger." He shrugged. "Wasn't worth the price. And the people are fucking weird."
That was true, anyhow. After another silent minute, I said, "Blythe, I'm really sorry. I should've come back and helped you cleanse your apartment. I seriously thought—"
"I know. Benito is a fuckstick." He shook his head. "It's cool. I mean, you and me weren't really tight or anything, so there was no reason to expect you to—"
"I caused the problem, so I should've fixed it." I frowned. "And I'm real sorry. I'm gonna make all this up to you. I swear."
One corner of his lips pulled upward. "How?"
"For one, I'm gonna stop using blood," I said. He was right: the people were usually weird. Power-hungry. Users. Made sense, now I thought about it. I used blood magic because I was curious, because I wanted to know everything. Because it was mine and so why shouldn't I? But the price wasn't worth it. There were always consequences. Like this. "And for another, I'm gonna owe you…"
I wanted to ask him on a date. But that was stupid, right? I needed to earn his trust back. Maybe I could ask him if—
Suddenly, Blythe leaned forward and caught my mouth in a kiss. At first, all I could think was how soft his lips were—puffy, like what they called "bee stung", especially the lower lip. I tilted my head into the kiss, and he pressed in, barely opening up. But before it could get any further, he pulled back, looking guilty.
I opened my mouth to say something, but I had that warm tingly feeling a good kiss gives and couldn't think beyond that.
"Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to imply—like, that you owed me—that. I just—I don't know. It was there. I thought—"
"It was good," I interrupted once I found my words. "Real good. I just didn't expect… I mean you tried to slam the door on me twice like a few hours ago."
"Yeah, well." He scratched at the back of his neck. "I didn't know you actually felt bad about the haunting thing. And I didn't know why you didn't come back to help with it. Anyhow, sorry for the emotional whiplash. It's weird to be around you when I—like you but can't… you know."
"Because of the black magic?"
"Yeah. But if you mean it about not using the blood anymore…"
"I mean it. Shit, I woulda promised a long time ago if it meant I had a shot with you."
He smiled and it was kind of dopey. I figured that was what he looked like when he was less guarded. It was pretty, and I meant to see a lot more of it. Once we averted this mini zombie apocalypse, anyhow.
Witchy Boys Blog Tour
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October 28 – Diverse Reader
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Katey Hawthorne is an avid reader and writer of superpowered and paranormal romance, even though the only degree she holds is in the history of art. (Or, possibly, because the only degree she holds is in the history of art.) Originally from the Appalachian foothills of West Virginia, she currently lives in Columbus, Ohio with her family, two cats, and one very large puppy. In her spare time she enjoys travel, comic books, B-movies, loud music, video games, Epiphones, and Bushmills. Her favorite causes include animal rescue and bisexual representation in media. She is an unashamed fangirl and collects nerdy tattoos like she’s trying to prove it.
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