Title: Renewing Bonds
Author: Ruby MacIntyre
Series: Bonds of Truth #2
Genre: M/M Erotic Romance
Release Date: August 15, 2015
Publisher: Encompass Ink
***Content Warning: Explicit sexual content, 18+***Summary:
Two hearts long separated find each other again.
Connor Locke has only given his heart away once, to a man who left him alone with only a note as an explanation. He has tried to move on, but no one compared to the one who left him brokenhearted and alone.
Harry grew up as a black sheep in his family, and when he met Connor he thought he finally found a place to call home. The strong, yet loving lawyer gave him things he never thought he’d find. But then he had to leave, and that decision ended up ruining his life.
After years apart, the couple is finally reunited, but not in a way either of them expects. A crime lord wants Harry badly, and he will do anything to get him. Will Connor be able to keep Harry safe and salvage their love, or will he lose Harry forever?
Harry was amazed when Connor brought him to his condo and demanded he sleep in his bed. That wasn’t the surprising part, though—no, the true shock came once they snuggled down under the covers in nothing but sweatpants. Connor just held him close in his strong arms and fell asleep. No demanding, no talking, no touching. Just sleep.
It was the most precious gift that Connor could give him. Harry couldn’t recall the last time he had been in a man’s house, in his bed, and not be expected to do something. So, once Connor’s breathing had evened out in sleep, it was the easiest thing in the world for Harry to follow behind him. For the second night in a row, Harry had a peaceful sleep with no nightmares and no one waking him, demanding sex.
When the sun peeked in between the blinds and woke him up, Harry almost wanted to cry. He longed for the easy escape that the dark nothingness of sleep provided him. Being awake brought back all the evil and fears of the world, neither of which he could escape. When something tightened around his chest, pulling him against a hard body, Harry stiffened. Where was he? More importantly, who was he with? Would he demand to be serviced or just let him go in peace?
“Shh, baby. It’s just me.”
Harry choked on a sob at the familiar, comforting voice. He had forgotten he was at Connor’s house. He was safe there.
“Aw, baby, don’t cry. It’s okay. . . shh, you’re okay.” Connor turned him, so they faced each other, and pulled him close again.
Harry buried his face in Connor’s chest, letting the hot tears of relief flow. He moaned when strong fingers sank into his long hair and pressed himself into the contact. Out of the hundreds of men who had touched him in the past few years, only Connor brought him any measure of peace. His body only craved Connor’s touch.
He wanted to beg for the man to take him, to own his body in such a way that he would forget about the others, the faceless johns who had touched him when Connor should have been the only one. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t find out until later that day if he was clean, and even if he ended up being pristine, that didn’t take away from the blackness covering his soul. He had been dirtied. Each nameless trick had left their blackened mark on him. How could Connor want him anymore when he was used and filthy?
Connor held him the entire time he cried without saying a word. He provided comforting noises and ran his hands up and down Harry’s back. When Harry’s tears dried up, and his hitched breathing finally returned to normal, he pulled back enough to look up at the man who held him and gave a shaky smile.
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Don’t be.” Connor shook his head, refusing to accept his apology. “You can always open up with me, baby. Even if that means bawling your eyes out on my shoulder.”
I never even knew MM existed until I read Lover at Last by J.R. Ward, which awakened my interest in MM romance. Qhuinn and Blay were just so extraordinarily beautiful together, and the problems they faced were so different compared to the other couples because their sexuality was something Qhuinn was afraid to face. It opened a whole new realm of opportunity, and left me wanting more. I remember discussing my thoughts of the book with a fellow romance reader, and she gave me some good MM books to read, and it just grew from there. I haven’t looked back since. I have a hard time reading MF at this point without wanting some MM lovin’ in it.
2. When writing a book, what is your favorite part of the creative process (outline, plot, character names, editing, etc)?
My favorite part is letting the story flow. Characters and basic ideas pop into my head randomly, and then when I go to bed at night, I expand on them as I’m falling asleep. I don’t ever create an outline, because I believe strongly in allowing my characters to do whatever they want, as I create stronger stories that way. So, sometimes I may see something happening, but when I get to that point, it changes. I like that too, because it means my characters are vibrant and alive and I trust their actions much more than I could ever trust myself to plot out their lives for them.
3. When reading a book, what genre do you find most interesting/intriguing?
MM of course! ( Hmm, I don’t think I have a particular trope that I love most. I enjoy everything from sci-fi, mpreg, GFY… They’re all wonderful and special.
4. If you could co-author with any author, past or present, who would you choose?
Oh, wow. I don’t think I could ever co-author something, because I would see things happening for both characters… But if I had to choose someone to co-write a book with, it would probably be Riley Hart. I think she’s a phenomenal writer, who can bring emotions to life so that I can practically feel them myself as the characters are feeling them. And she writes some pretty hot sex! I love all her books. She’s a great person and a great writer. Did I already say that?? LOL
5. Have you always wanted to write or did it come to you "later in life"?
I’ve always enjoyed writing. My desire to write stories came to me after high school. I had tried a few times to write stories with no succeed or motivation to continue. But one day, a story hit me that wouldn’t let go. So I wrote. And wrote. And wrote! A year later, I had a 100,000-word fantasy novel that I had slaved over and bled and cried over, and I had no idea what to do with it. Just last year, I tried my hand at MM romance, which was another genre I had fallen in love with more recently and I had some stories to tell. That’s how Tatum and Chris were “born.” I wrote their story in less than a month, and now here I am. I’m ready to tell my guys’ stories, if I can continue to find the time to write them.
Ruby MacIntyre was born and raised in Kansas and has always been an avid reader. It’s beyond a mere hobby or escape from reality; it’s her passion. Because of her love for reading, writing her own stories—giving voices and happy endings to the people that live in her head—was only natural. She may be relatively new to the gay romance genre, but once Ruby found it, she never looked back. Now it’s all she reads (the hotter the better!), and she is quite content with the sexy men that dwell in her head, clamoring for her attention. When Ruby’s not reading, she’s writing, and vice-versa. Books have always been her life and likely always will be.
In the rare occasions Ruby isn’t working, reading, or writing, she loves to play or cuddle with her dog and cat, watch a movie, or hang with family. She loves books (duh), pretty notebooks, snowflakes, and the color yellow.
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