Rainbow Snippets

I’m finally done with the novel edits but the short story edits were on my brand new storage device and it broke. At least that won’t take me long to replicate. Maybe I won’t be reading all the snippets in a rush this week.

Still more of These Haunted Hills which is my camp nano. I haven’t written much this week between those edits and having to write and grade three exams. When last scene Josh and Brendan have escaped the haunted hotel but….

Brendan realized that Joshua meant to go back inside (the hotel). “Should we go back in there when that thing is acting full-on poltergeist?”

Joshua paused, twisting around to face Brendan. “It’s the best time to gather evidence but if this is too much for your first time, we can go.”

Brendan regarded the hotel. He wanted to go but how would that advance his research. He was here to document the ghost hunting life. He wanted authenticity to his characters’ fear in their haunted house. He wouldn’t get it if he ran off. “We can go in but maybe it would be in our best interest not to end up in a place with only one exit.”

If you’d like to play along, Rainbow Snippets is a Facebook community where we post up 6 sentences of one of our LGBT stories every Saturday. It’s been fun and you can find it here. Be sure to check out all the offers! It’s been a great supportive group!

Guest Promo – Midnight Twist by Rian Durant

Midnight Twist

Title: Midnight Twist

Author: Rian Durant

Genre: Paranormal, Romance, Comedy

Pages: 54

Publisher: Nine Star Press

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Jaydon can’t afford to lose a bet he’s made, so when the sweet as sin Eluin offers him The Contract, it may be exactly what he needs. Or is it? Things get a little twisted with the cheeky demon being around.

The number of demons in Jaydon’s apartment grows, with Eluin’s big brother Eluel and his wayward lover Sam showing up. The couple is at a breaking point in their own on/off relationship and this time getting back together seems as probable as hell freezing over.


I found myself face-to-face with a rather delicate blond boy with round glasses and a white starched shirt, who greeted me politely.

“Good day to you, sir. I have a great offer for you if only you could spare few minutes of your precious time.”

He smiled, even winked at me, or so it seemed, but since I had valid reasons for not being in the mood, I just replied with the required level of politeness.

“Thank you, but I am not interested.”

“You haven’t even heard what I have to offer.” He hugged his suitcase and showed me his pearly white teeth in a charming smile. “You won’t regret it.”

The last thing I needed were salesmen, and I was close to slamming the door under the nose of the bespectacled creature, but he gave me such a wounded look that I decided to let him in. At the end of the day, it wasn’t his fault I’d chosen someone born with a silver spoon up his ass for a boyfriend. I only hoped he wasn’t going to prate too much, as there was no way my head could handle it. I cursed the key, which had given me a hard time recently, making evil plans to get stuck sooner or later, and when I finally succeeded in locking the door, I was ready for some information.

“And what do you off—”

The boy wasn’t in the hallway, and I knit my brows at the thought that he’d let himself into my apartment. Anyway, the whole world was against me, so I reconciled myself with my destiny and headed for the living room.

The light in the hallway was a bit weak as I never got round to buying a brighter bulb, but the view that met me in the room made my eyes pop. The little cheeky brat lay sprawled on the sofa like a prince, and a sexy one at that. He’d taken off his starched nerd shirt, and he was presently adorned in a short top neatly defining his obvious charms. In total, he looked like a different person. A delicious one, stirring some thoughts in my head that shouldn’t have been there, given the present situation. So you don’t get the wrong impression, although his short, delicate frame compelled me to call the guy “little,” his overall looks and demeanor were of a person still too young to legally drink alcohol but old enough to rent an apartment of his own. Currently, he seemed to feel totally at home in mine.


Author Bio

Rian Durant is a writer roaming the MM fiction sphere but doesn’t like being confined by (sub)genres and categories. The only rule she believes in when it comes to life, love and writing is to do everything with passion or not at all.


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