Telnos is an unpleasant little planet, inhabited by religious fanatics in the festering marshlands and unregistered miners running illegal solactinium mines up in the hills. But the Maess want Telnos, and Shield Captain Bennet’s job is to get out as many civilians as he can—a task that leaves him lying on Telnos while the last cutter of evacuees escapes in the teeth of the Maess invasion.
Bennet is listed missing in action, believed dead on a planet now overrun by Maess drones. His family is grieving. His long-term partner, Joss, is both mourning and guilt-ridden.
And Fleet Lieutenant Flynn? Flynn is desolate. Flynn is heart-broken… no. Flynn is just broken
Soft kisses and hard kisses; kisses that were wet and slobbery with people who didn’t know exactly how to hold their lips to get the best and sexiest effect, and wet and sexy kisses with people who did. Kisses that turned the blood to molten lava and kisses that cooled you as you came down. Kisses that inflamed and kisses that soothed; feverish kisses and languid after-sex kisses. Kisses that meant only good fellowship and casual affection, and kisses that were desire incarnate.
Flynn had not only tried them all, he’d made them his own. He was considered by all the relevant authorities to be rather a specialist in the area.
Flynn really liked kissing. He had been gratified by the discovery that Bennet liked it too. Because now he could add slow kisses to the repertoire. Kisses so leisured and intense the world came to a stop while a hot tongue moved over his lips, explored each and every tooth down to the last molar, while teeth pulled at his bottom lip, biting it gently until it was swollen and hot and heavy, and he had to lick his lip to cool it and met Bennet’s tongue with his. Only then, would Bennet’s mouth close over his and start a real in-earnest kiss that lasted several more centuries. Those were kisses Bennet seemed to specialise in.
Flynn was always willing to take tips from another expert. A man should always try to extend his technique.
What inspired you to write your first book?
The first thing I ever published was a short novella, FlashWired. It’s set in a far future where humanity is pushing out into the stars, with huge Pathfinder ships looking for new planets to colonise. It has gay protagonists, but I wouldn’t describe it as a love story. As with theTaking Shield series, the fact that the main characters are gay is part of the story, but not the reason for it.
Again, as with Shield, I’m inspired by the idea of humanity coming up against an enemy they can’t fathom, and having to dig deep within themselves to find the skills and fortitude to survive. Cal and Jeeze in FlashWired aren’t Bennet and Flynn, but they face the same sort of challenges and have to find the same sort of inner strength to overcome their enemies.
What are your current projects?
I’m tweaking the final draft of the fourth Shield book, The Chains Of Their Sins. On the current timetable, it will be published around this time next year, so I have a little time to polish it up! In this book, Bennet and Flynn are thrown together again, but it isn’t all hearts and rainbows. In fact, it isn’t hearts and rainbows at all…
Off topic: What secret talents do you have?
I’m not sure I have any!
Mmn. I can embroider anything you care to throw at me—I did a couple of years doing courses with the Royal School of Needlework, based in Hampton Court Palace. I don’t have a lot of time for it at the moment, but I’d like to finish a couple of cushions pieced together in crazy patchwork from 1930s embroidered linen tablecloths. Every seam has to be hand embroidered, but they’ll be very colourful when they’re done. Which at my current rate, will be some time around 2020.
I make a scrumptious tiramisu, thick with marscapone cheese and coffee-drenched boudoir biscuits. It’s rich and creamy, melts on the tongue, with the kick of coffee to give it some bite. Oh dear. I may have to go and make some. I’m getting yearnings! I’d share the recipe, but it calls for raw eggs, and someone’s sure to blame me for catching salmonella…
– a copy of my novella, FlashWired (epub, mobi or pdf) on every stop to one random commentator
– Chance to enter a rafflecopter for
(i) top prize of an Amazon gift voucher (is $50 overdoing it? It makes for a decent prize!)
(ii) second prize, winner’s choice of a Heart Scarab ipad cover or kindle cover
(ii) third prize, a Gyrfalcon iPad cover
About the Author & Links:
Anna Butler was a communications specialist for many years, working in UK government departments on everything from marketing employment schemes to running an internal TV service. She now spends her time indulging her love of old-school science fiction. She lives in the ethnic and cultural melting pot of East London with her husband and the Deputy Editor, aka Molly the cockapoo.
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