Today’s Sunday Snippet is an extract from the Urban Fantasy (superheroes), new adult, LGBT romance novel Masks by Amara Lynn. Currently available as a Kindle ebook, Masks by Amara Lynn has 84 pages with ASIN: B07NFC5RTH.
Synopsis of Masks by Amara Lynn
Avari has always been a social outcast, which is just fine by him; he has superhuman abilities and hates people. But his lab partner Chayton keeps being so friendly and Avari can’t stop staring at his alluring smile.
When he loses control of his abilities, Avari is faced with a startling revelation about himself—one that’s both thrilling and dangerous. As Avari seeks to understand Chayton, he finds himself coming out of his shell, and his connection with Chayton grows deeper.
Meanwhile, a mysterious adversary appears who may hold answers to who Avari really is. Fueled by his curiosity, Avari continues his path of destruction—but he can’t help wonder if his secrets will tear apart his shaky new bond with Chayton.
Amara Lynn has always been a quiet daydreamer. Coming up with characters and worlds since childhood, Amara eventually found an outlet in writing. Amara loves anything to do with pirates, villains and superheroes, angels and demons.
Amara is addicted to music and gets the most inspiration from moving songs and lyrics. When not writing, Amara usually reads, listens to podcasts, watches anime, plays a video game here and there (but mostly collects them), and takes way too many cat pictures.
Blurb for Raven, the upcoming sequel to Masks (expected release date March 26th, 2019):
Avari Terran wants nothing more than to live as normal of a college life as possible with his boyfriend, Chayton, despite having wings and superpowers, being an ex-supervillain, and dating his former superhero rival.
His plans of flying under the radar are jeopardized when a fan of Raven threatens to reveal his identity, unless he agrees to a forced friendship, of all things. Kaiden is over-the-top, hyper, and capricious, and Avari is fed up with him and his blackmail threats from the moment they meet.
When strange monsters start appearing in the area that only him and Kaiden can see, blackmail becomes the least of Avari’s problems. These monsters seem to have their sights set on him, leaving Avari no choice but to take up his persona as Raven yet again and fight back, along with Kaiden’s help. Will his secret identity, and his relationship with Chayton survive through all this?
DISCLAIMER: Masks doesn’t have any 18+ content, however, the sequel will have some explicit content.
Snippet from chapter 3 of Masks by Amara Lynn
The part of me that wanted more fire didn’t burn out.
I kept thinking about it. About the flames, about my rage over the perplexing Chayton. The desire to give in to that rage, to fuel that fire and reign it down upon something, ate its way through me. So I went for a fly again after my classes a few days later.
I perched on top of a tall building overlooking the Bay, watching the people, the cars, the chaos of a city too big for itself that seemed to just keep going on and on, practically flooding over the edges of the land it was built on. Of all the places I could have been born in, it had to be here. Maybe it suited me. In a way, the city was like a fire—constantly burning, growing, and unpredictable.
Not as beautiful and alluring as a real fire, though.
Balling my hand into a fist, I concentrated all of my rage, conjuring up flames of my own will for the first time in what seemed like forever. It felt so good. An ache formed deep inside me to release my creation out into the world to see what kind of damage it could do on its own. I raised my hand up and let loose, throwing the fire forth like pitching a ball.
The flaming ball collided with a parked car. People walking by jumped, some ran, and others watched in horror and confusion. I focused my anger and did it again, hitting the car beside the first one, then another car.
I watched the chaos and commotion for as long as possible. Damn firefighters came to put it out, though. And it was so beautiful.
I returned to the campus, the flames of the fire still on my mind. I passed through the student center, intending to grab a bite before I turned in for the night to study. The TV caught my eye.
My little stunt was on the news.
Right now, they were blaming a gas leak. Really? Did they think a gas leak would cause that? It was just like when I was a kid. People would make up anything to avoid the truth. Of course, they only had so much to go on. Theorizing was only natural, but still… Part of me wanted to make sure they knew who was responsible, that they knew it was a who and not a what that had caused it.
That thought was like fire—tempting yet dangerous, inviting yet imprudent—and it stuck with me. It stuck through the rest of the evening, and through my morning class the following day. I itched with the urge to see more fire, more things being eaten away by its ruthlessness. Fire wasn’t discerning or discriminating; it just burned whatever it touched. And I wanted more.
I flew over the Bay, looking down on the city below and trying to decide my next target. Something that people would notice, something that they wouldn’t mistake for a gas leak or a plug sparking or some other nonsense. I came down to stand on a building, pondering this more, only to realize the perfect thing was staring right at me.
Now that would do nicely.
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