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2020 has not been the easiest of years for all of us. From wild bushfires and hurricanes, to a global pandemic and elections, this year has put a toll on all of us.
But we want to look at the positives that happened in the LGBTQ+ community in 2020 to remind us all that there has been light in all of this darkness and that we should look forward to the wins which will greet us in 2021.
The LGBTQ+ community has made a lot of progress in 2020 and that will only continue into 2021! As a community, let’s push forward and make the next year an amazing one! Stay proud!
Beauty and His Guardian
coming February 2021
The bad guys are behind bars so why does psychic Jynx K'Vada feel like his life is one big whirlwind? He's found his mate. He should be happy. He just can't seem the shake the feeling that nothing will ever be the same again. When trouble comes looking, Jynx will have to dig deep and find a strength he never knew he had if he wants to survive.
All Bay wants to do is protect his mate and his king. That's not so easy when people seem to be coming out of the woodwork to kill them. Bombings, assassination attempts, kidnappings. Bay doesn't know who can he can trust.
When a ghost from the past comes for them, Bay and Jynx will have to work together to keep their king, and themselves, alive long enough to solve a mystery decades in the making. And if they are lucky, they might fall in love somewhere along the way.
Bay walked out into the living room and headed straight for the communication panel on the wall by the front door. He'd been here long enough to figure out who he needed to call to find out what in the hell was going on.
"This is Commander Baylor of the King's Royal Guard," he said as soon as the call connected. "What can you tell me about these explosions? Is the city under attack or is this an isolated incident?"
"It seems to be centered at the detention facility, sir," the commander of the security forces replied. He was the same man who had helped Jynx when people were trying to kill him. "I have men headed there now."
"Let me guess, someone is trying to break the prince out of prison?"
Commander Torak frowned. "It looks that way, but how did you know?"
"I just had a feeling that this wasn't over." It had been too easy to arrest the prince and prove his involvement with the attempt on the king's life. Granted, Bay was pretty sure the guy was guilty, but he wasn't the mastermind of that mess.
"Do you have adequate security personnel to deal with this or should I call a unit of guards down from my ship?"
"I have it handled, Commander."
"Fine." Bay disconnected before the commander could say another word. He had seen the commander bristle at the question and wished this wasn't a penis measuring contest. He just wanted to offer help if it was needed. He didn't care whose dick was bigger, although he was pretty sure it was his.
Bay brought up the galactic weblink and waited for the call to connect. When it did, he crossed his arm over his chest and gave a small bow. "Sire, may I speak with your consort?"
King Nicolas sighed. "If you must."
Bay almost smiled, but the situation was too dire.
"Baylor," Cooper said when he appeared on the screen.
"Sire, there's been an attack on the detention facility where the prince is housed. I offered the assistant of our guards. At the moment, the security commander believes he has it handled so, with your permission, I will place a unit of guards on standby."
Cooper's jaw clenched before he nodded. "I want a full report as soon as you can get one. If Ruk is involved in his, it might lead us to him."
"You believe Ruk is behind this?"
"Honestly, no. He had his chance with the prince and lost. I think he's moved on to another plan to get Nicky."
"What would you like me to do?" Bay asked.
"You go down there and make sure the prince doesn't escape. If the commander gives you any shit, plant your fist in his face."
Bay grinned. "Yes, sire."
He liked this side of Cooper. The human had become downright bloodthirsty ever since his Marsovian genetics had been activated and he'd transformed into the man he was today.
"Report to me as soon as you know anything."
"I will, sire."
Cooper disconnected the interweb link. Bay turned to look at Jynx. "I don't suppose I could convince you to stay here?"
"I didn't think so."
Jynx was wonderful in just about every aspect of his personality. He was sweet, caring, smart, and so damn sexy, he made Bay's teeth ache. Unfortunately, he was also stubborn. Bay didn't even need to see the man's jutted jaw to know he would argue if Bay tried to make him stay behind.
"Well, come on if you coming. Cooper wants me to get down to the detention facility and see if I can figure out what is going on. He wants to know if Ruk is behind this, and if not, who is."
Jynx paled. "You think Ruk is behind this?"
"No and neither does to King's consort, but I'm not ruling anything out. Until I know for sure, everyone is suspect."
A little color came back to Jynx's cheeks as he raised an eyebrow. "Even me?"
Bay grinned as he grabbed Jynx and pulled him close. "You're at the top of the list."
Jynx laughed as he leaned into Bay.
Bay pressed a kiss to his lips before turning them toward the door. "You'll stay by my side at all times, understand?"
"If anyone tries to separate us, no matter who they are, use our link to alert me. Things are going to be pretty crazy and I don't want you getting lost in all of this."
"Consider me carbon bonded to your side."
Bay still had misgivings about Jynx going with him, but he also didn't want to leave the man behind. He really didn't like it when Jynx was out of eyesight. It was very hard to protect the man when he didn't know if he was in danger.
Once they got outside and hailed a hovercraft, it didn't take them very long to get to the detention facility. They had to get out of the hovercraft a couple of blocks away due to security barricades and there were a lot of people moving away from the area, but it was still closer than the apartment.
Bay kept a firm hold of Jynx's arm as they walked down the sidewalk toward the facility. He didn't trust that there wouldn't be someone dangerous in the throng of people trying to escape the fallout from the attack.
When they reached the security checkpoint, Bay looked around for someone who looked as if they might have some level of seniority. No one specifically stood out, but he knew there had to be someone in charge.
He spotted a man in a security uniform standing off to one side, his arms crossed as he looked out over the crowd. Bay would have dismissed him except there was something in the way he was looking at the crowd, almost as if he was scanning the people milling about for signs of danger.
He was the one Bay wanted to talk to.
Beauty and His Beast
Saturian Trilogy 1
Someone is out to kill Jynx K'Vada and the only way he can protect himself is to buy a guardian beast, something he is loath to do. When he visits a lab and discovers a man being horrible abused, he buys him on the spot. He has no idea that he's just changed the entire course of his life.
Bay doesn't remember anything of his life past the last few weeks, and those had been filled with nothing but pain and rage. When a sweet smelling man rescues him from his horror, Bay knows protecting Jynx is more important than his life. The man was meant to be his.
With the continued attempts on Jynx's life, and someone hunting them, they know they have to figure out who is after them before its too late, but doing so means solving a mystery neither of them is prepared for. It reaches beyond them and into the stars.
Jynx shook his head as yet another pet was brought before him. This one at least looked like he had been given a decent meal recently. He might be able to defend Jynx as well as himself.
In the last few days he had seen pet after pet. Most of them seemed to be pleasure slaves, which was definitely not what Jynx was looking for. He needed someone that could protect him, not give him a good time between the sheets.
"Do you have anything a little sturdier?" Jynx asked as he turned to look at the lab agent standing next to him. "I'm looking for someone to keep me safe, not warm my bed. The commander said you might have a guardian beast I could purchase."
Just saying the words made Jynx's stomach roll. He was beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea. Maybe he should rethink his idea of hiring another bodyguard. At least with a bodyguard, they could think for themselves. Jynx didn't want some mindless slave.
"I'm certain we can find something that meets your requirements, Seer K'Vada," the smarmy little man replied. "If you will just come this way?"
Jynx rolled his eyes and followed the lab agent down the hallway to another wing of the laboratory. All those white walls were starting to give him a headache.
"I'm sure I can find you something to meet your needs," the man began saying as if it was an everyday occurrence to be discussing the purchase of another human being. "We have a thirty day guarantee on all of our products. If for any reason you are dissatisfied with your purchase you can bring it back and exchange it for another."
The man flashed Jynx a smile.
Jynx barely stopped from shuddering. He didn't like the lewd way the man looked at him. It was even creepier than the idea of buying someone.
"Are you sure you wouldn't rather purchase a pet? They can be very useful in relieving stress. Our training program has the highest rating."
I'll bet. Jynx plastered a smile on his face. "Positive."
"Very well." The man led Jynx to a large metal locked door. He typed in a code on the keypad and the door swung open. The man walked in, hit a button near the door causing a red light to flash and then gestured to the long hallway. "All of the specimens in this wing have been micro-chipped and are ready for purchase."
Jynx glanced where the man pointed, grimacing. Lining each side of the long hallway were small cells. Each cell held one person. The moment the red light flashed the men and women stood at attention in front of the large glass doors keeping them in their cells.
They looked like perfect little automatons.
Jynx walked down the hallway looking into each cell as he passed. The agent was right, everyone here seemed to be hardy, healthy, and in some cases, downright huge. Still, Jynx wasn't feeling a connection with any of them.
He knew that wasn't the point. Whichever one he chose would have their microchip adjusted to match his biorhythms, making them basically answerable to only him. Until Jynx either sold them or died, they would belong to him.
"Do any of these specimens fit your requirements, Seer K'Vada?"
"Just K'Vada, please," Jynx said. "Seer is my designation, not my name."
"As you wish, Mr. K'Vada," the man said, bowing his head slightly.
Jynx ignored the man and continued down the hallway. He hated it when people referred to him as Seer K'Vada. Just because he could read thoughts and emotions didn't mean that was all he could do. He was more than his ability.
Jynx turned sharply when he heard a commotion at the end of the hallway. There seemed to be a lot of yelling and banging. His jaw dropped open when a man flew through the air, hit the far wall, and slid to the floor. There was blood on his face.
"Oh, my," the agent beside him whispered.
"What's going on down there?" Jynx asked.
"I'm sure it's nothing," the agent said quickly, placing his hand on Jynx's arm. "Why don't we go back down here and look at some of these specimens? I'm sure we can find you what you're looking for."
Jynx shook the man's hand off his arm and started down the hallway. The farther he went, the more anxiousness welled up inside of him. He couldn't tell where it was coming from. He was shocked that he was feeling it at all. The gold band he wore around his head was designed to suppress the thoughts and emotions of others.
It wasn't helping. The thoughts and emotions that bled through were jumbled, incoherent, but their meaning was clear in all of its intensity. Their desperation clawed at me. Someone was terrified, screaming out for freedom.
They were also angry and hurt.
The noise grew louder the further Jynx walked. He could hear men laughing, prodding and teasing someone or something. Whoever it was roared in outrage, sending a spike of apprehension shooting down Jynx's spine.
Jynx rounded a corner and felt more shocked than he could ever remember being. He looked into a small square room. Three rather large men in uniforms stood between him and the creature crouched in the corner on the far side of the room.
He was pretty sure it was a man, a very large man, but it was hard to tell. Besides the numerous electrical burn marks on his body, the lacerations and abrasions, the man was totally naked except for a long curtain of matted blue-black hair.
Jynx quickly realized that the three men torturing him didn't know he stood behind them. They were laughing and pointing at the man in the corner, making all sorts of rude and derogatory comments.
When one man stepped forward and started stabbing at the crouching man with what looked like a cattle prod, Jynx clenched his hands as rage flared through him. He used his strongest, most intimidating voice. "What the hell is going on in here?"
Cade Creek 23
Nathan Collins just wanted to finish his prison sentence and then find some little place to hide from the world. He was done dealing with idiots or people who thought he owed them simply because he was breathing the same air. He did not expect to get pulled into a crime by one of the guards or to escape from prison with him.
Norton Beck had been undercover long enough to know he needed a break. Maybe it was because he'd spent too much time dealing with hostile inmates or ignorant co-workers. Whatever it was, he needed to finish this case so he could go home.
That was easier said than done, especially when the entire case blows up in his face and he's forced to escape with one of the inmates. Luckily for him, it was the one inmate he wouldn't mind getting to know a little better.
Forced to go on the run, they head to Cade Creek, the one place they might have a chance of proving they aren't the bad guys, but first they have to avoid a state wide manhunt, deal with a bullet wound, and accept their growing desire for each other.
"Open cell eighteen."
Nathan Collins stood to his feet and moved to stand against the wall. He knew the drill. He had no idea why one of the guards was coming into his cell, but he'd long ago given up being incensed over the lack of privacy granted him in prison.
There just wasn't any.
"Face the wall, Collins."
Collins turned to face the wall, making sure he kept his hands in plain sight. That was something else he'd learned. Guards tended to get jumpy around him as if they expected him to jump them at any second.
Losing his temper and jumping someone as what had sent him to hell in the first place, and River Ridge Correctional Facility was the biggest example of hell he'd ever been in, barring the time he'd spend in the Middle east during the his stint in the service.
Nothing beat that hell.
Collins stiffened when he felt a presence at his back. Thing number three he'd learned. Just not here. He never trusted having anyone at his back, but he'd learned that as a kid. His sperm donor had been a little too free and easy with his fists. Collins had known by the time he was six years old never to turn his back on the guy.
"You got anything on you, Collins," the guard called out, but he called out a little louder than Collins thought was needed.
What did he know?
He almost chuckled, wondering if the guard could hear the insult in his voice. Calling him sir was Collins' secret way of telling the guy to go fuck himself. He'd done the same in the service. Very few times had he truly meant it with respect.
Hot breath blew out across the back of his neck.
"Rawley made it to Cade Creek," the guard murmured in a tone so low, Collins almost couldn't understand him. "He's safe with Yuval."
Collins jerked when he realized what he was being told. "They're okay?"
"They're good. Had a little trouble with the father of the kid Yuval killed, but he'll be joining you here in club med pretty soon."
Collins grinned. "You don't say."
Yuval Zev was a young man who never should have been sent to prison. He'd accidently killed the guy who had beaten up his father and tried to rape his mother. The justice system made a mistake when they sent Yuval here. He never belonged here and Collins had been very glad when his conviction had been overturned and he'd been sent home.
Rawley Davis had been Yuval's cellmate. He'd been in prison for murder as well, and for almost the same reason. He'd killed the guy who had tried to rape his sister. The different between Yuval and Rawley was that Yuval regretted what he'd done. Rawley did not.
Rawley had gotten an early release after Yuval hired an attorney to look into his case. He'd left a couple of months previous. I hadn't heard a word about either of them until now. While I was glad to know the two men were finally free and together, I didn't understand why the guard was telling me.
Norton had proven to be one of the good guys. He didn't meet out unwarranted punishments. He didn't fuck with the prisoners just because he could, and he certainly didn't partake of the cruelty the other guards seemed to thrive on.
Still, he was a guard which meant he couldn't be trusted.
"Stay clear of him, Collins," the guard warned. "He has friends in high places."
"I won't go looking for trouble." He had a little over two years left on his sentence. He just wanted to do his time and then get the hell out of there.
"Just keep your nose clean. This isn't the place to get noticed."
Again, Collins was struck by the fact that he was being warned by a guard. That didn't make any sense to him. Not in this place.
Still, it didn't pay to argue, especially since the man was right. Prison was not the place to get noticed. This prison specifically. The evil in this place went all the way to the core. The guards were just as bad, if not worse, than the convicts.
"I hear you."
Without another word, the guard turned and walked out of the cell. "Close cell eighteen."
Collins didn't turned away from the wall until he heard the cell door close and then he walked to the bars and watched as Norton stopped at the cell next to him.
"Open cell seventeen."
Norton turned and caught his eyes before stepping into the cell and disappearing from sight. Collins watched for another moment and then walked back over to stretch out on the bottom bunk. He stared at the bunk above him, his arm curled under his head.
He had been lucky so far in the fact that he'd had a cell to himself since he'd arrived at the facility. He wasn't sure if the powers that be were afraid to put someone in his cell with him or if they just hadn't done it, but he was glad he didn't have to share.
Collins laid there and pondered the things Norton had said to him until he heard the dinner buzzer go off. He climbed out of his bunk and walked to the cell bars and waited until they opened and then stepped out into line.
He was glad to hear Rawley had made it to Cade Creek and hooked up with Yuval. Despite living in hell, and suffering more than anyone should ever have to suffer, Yuval had fallen for Rawley. He hadn't been sure if Rawley had fallen for Yuval, but he couldn't stand to see the little man's heart be broken and had encouraged Rawley to go after him.
It felt good to know he'd been right.