Children of Anzulla: Draxton & Kellan by Kashel Char.

Kashel Char has a new MM paranormal/sci-fantasy romance book out: Children of Anzulla: Draxton & Kellan. DRAXTON: Have you ever looked for something you know is there but can't find it? I was born to explore caves, and when it comes to finding the door to another reality, I become a tire-screeching, hyper-focused maniac. When I use my charm, I know, no one can refuse me, especially when I'm wearing my sexy jean shorts and wide-brimmed hat, even if I pair them with flip-flops. I will do anything to secure an extension to explore the Star Caves, nestled in the Cradle of Mankind, South Africa. With my grandfather's map in hand, I set out to barter for more time. The plan was simple. Entice, seduce, and bribe the man responsible for my future. He accepted the bribe, my priceless map, but as soon as he started showing up at the site, he refused my body, three times! KELLAN: How do you keep a bubble from popping when you want to catch it? Easy, don't try to catch it at all. I’m so in love with Draxton that I’d do just about anything to keep him around a little longer—even if it means shoving him into another guy’s arms! It’s my way of saying, I’m not trying to build a Draxton prison over here! But, how will I do that if I have to protect him while he’s going on all these missions to help my brother free Atlas, a dragon who was the only one who could take us back home? Recommended pre-read: New Beginnings Trilogy. Warnings: Themes of rescue missions, human oppression, invasion, slavery

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Excerpt His eyes flicked to mine. “You know, Mr. Dubois, I call bullshit. You didn’t preserve it. You were hiding something.” He was correct. I hid my great-grandfather’s code that he had written with milk on the side of the map. I waved off the statement. “Look, the passages on the map turn left upon entry and pass in front of the chimney, but then it turns sharply down and to the right. We need more time because we’ve been scanning that wall repeatedly. We can’t go right. We need time. Here, Tobias and I found a fine line. I call it a line, but he insists it’s a crack. It’s unusually straight and long. No human could have scraped that with a piece of rock. It’s not rock carvings. Look, the door has to be there, somewhere in this exact spot, either up or down. You know the rock carvings look just like these.” I pointed to ladders, triangles, and squares. “I know the door is there. All I need is time, Professor. Once I find the door, all the credit goes to you and your faculty. You won’t have to spend a cent. All you have to do is say yes. Let National Geographic pull out, as they planned to today. I need space to work without any interference or distractions. Give me three months. That’s all I ask. If there’s no sign other than what we’ve found up until today, I will gladly pack up and call it quits. I’ll go home and start my research all over again. Because then I’m wrong. So wrong.” I tipped my head down to catch my breath and waited. Usually, people hated it if I stayed quiet for so long, it made them uncomfortable. My grandfather told me it’s not my fault if people got impatient and thought I was rude. The silence in the office finally doused my echoing words. When I looked back up, he sat patiently waiting for me with a smile. This man was really at the top of the food chain. He pointed a finger at me. I wanted to sink to my knees for him. Not to beg, but to crawl closer and smell him like a dog. I bet he smelled like soap and tasted sweat. “I will give you three months, but I will be visiting and checking on your progress. No one else goes into those caves but you and Tobias. You work for me now. Without pay, of course. Anything new—be it the door, any bones, or anything, I don’t care if it’s just a hair. It belongs to the Wits, to my department.” A broad smile spread across my face. “Thank you.” I stood up weak in the knees, to shake his hand. “You just made the best deal of your career. I won’t disappoint you.” “Famous last words, Mr. Dubois.” He unfolded his new map, then rolled it back up and slipped it back into the protective tube. “Famous indeed, as you’ll see. You are about to become very famous.” I chuckled. “I was about to flirt with you and persuade you with my body.” I laughed, awaiting a reaction. “No need for that. We’ll see more of each other, Mr. Dubois.” “Please, I asked you earlier to call me Draxton.” “Only if you call me by my name, Kellan.” He looked like a Kellan. I liked the alliteration of the k’s. “Professor Kellan Kilroy, I look forward to working with you.” We shook hands longer than necessary. His long, slender fingers were surprisingly callused for a man who spends his days in an office. I shivered at the thought of those rough calluses scraping against my skin down my spine on their way to separate my butt cheeks. Gods, I have to stop gazing into his all-knowing eyes. I can’t…I can’t look away. He beamed at me knowingly, and we paused for a moment. In that instant, for the first time ever, my entire world went silent as I made eye contact. It didn’t make me nervous—no buzzing noises urging me to find silence—just a profound and unexpected comfort that settled deep within my bones. All the usual frantic chatter in my mind faded, replaced by a singular, unwavering focus as we shared the understanding of mutual attraction. “We’ll see each other again the day after tomorrow. Please tell Tobias I said hello.” He patted my arm, and my skin prickled where he had touched me. Swirls of heat detonated inside me. “I…I will, until then,” I said hurriedly, opening the office door, flustered and eager to resume my trek through the Johannesburg traffic—with a victorious grin.

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Author Bio Kashel is a Canadian speculative fiction author, writing in the genres of science fiction, fantasy, and paranormal. Their writing explores who we are, where we come from, and where we are heading as a human race on Earth, by weaving unpredictable, twisted stories with a dash of humor, centered on gay characters. Author Website: https://kashelchar.com/ Author Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KashelCharAuthor Author Instagram: https://instagram.com/kashelchar Author Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21728488.Kashel_Char Author Liminal Fiction (LimFic.com): https://www.limfic.com/mbm-book-author/51543/ Author QueeRomance Ink: https://www.queeromanceink.com/mbm-book-author/kashel-char/ Author Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/kashel-char