Let the touring begin…
Ceílí
Moriah Gemel
Release date: March 17, 2016
Wacky author interview blitz!
(Treat it like a
speed question quiz, it hurts less that way – 5 words or less answers only.)
Plate your perfect
Mexican dinner – fixings and all.
Oaxacan tacos w/mole sauce, rice&beans, guac&chips.
You stroll in front
of a store’s picture window filled with HD televisions. A movie starts and you
immediately realize it’s a movie of your life. Would you watch it until the
end?
Absolutely yes.
Your best wackiest
advice in life?
Take some aspirin and change your socks.
Color of your
underwear + the last thing you put in your mouth = your porn name.
Purple Toothbrush.
You wake up in the
middle of the night and Hercules is sitting in your room staring at you…what
are the first five words out of your mouth?
Holy **** what the ****!
How many
seconds/minutes would it take you to eat an entire block of cheese?
It depends on what kind of cheese.
If you could beta read
for any author, who would it be?
Neil Gaiman.
What is your
favorite dance move?
The sprinkler.
What is the first
film you ever saw?
The Little Mermaid.
You can take the
blue pill and go back to any time in your
life to fix something, or the red pill and go back to any time in someone else’s life and change
something…choose.
Neither. I don't mess with the
space-time continuum, no way.
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.
Categories: Contemporary,
Fantasy, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, Urban Fantasy
200 pages
Publisher: Interlude Press
Cover Artist: Design – CB Messer, Cover Art – Ari Farland
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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It’s all about 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.
…and stalking them :)
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