My latest release, my second one of 2017, is available today. Separation is my first taboo story, featuring twins. Allow my to introduce you to my boys.
Release date: March 31, 2017
Length: 45,000 words
Genre: MM romance, contemporary, twincest, taboo
Cover design: Simon Searle
Matthew Langford is told on his twenty-first birthday that he has a twin. After the initial shock, he quickly realizes this is why he always felt part of him was missing. His search takes him 200 miles to Devon, UK, where he meets fraternal twin, Tremaine Wheal.
The pair discover many things in common, and quickly become as close as if they’d never been separated. But when they share a moment in a nightclub, each realizes there is more between them than having shared a womb. Panic sets in and they part. Once again their separation brings loneliness and pain.
Eventually, unable to stay away from each other, they tentatively move forward together as lovers. But secrets don’t stay secret for long, and discovery and questions threaten their happiness.
This is a taboo story featuring twins.
The journey home seemed endless, and several times I wished I’d let Matt drive me after all. A train, the Underground, a couple more trains, two buses. Hours passed and I had nothing to do but think, or look at the photos in my phone. My throat hurt with the effort of not breaking down again. I felt a little sick from my outburst at St. Albans’ station, and the sense of having majorly fucked up. What must he think of me?
I tried not to think about it. I did everything I could to concentrate on other things—going back to work on Monday night, and catching up with Stef now the ice had been broken. But I couldn’t shut it out. I inwardly cringed and my face burned as my mind kept on replaying it—that horrible moment on the dance floor.
Trying to tell myself it was my reaction to Matt’s guy, Jaz, was pointless. He was about as far from my type as he could get. The blond man I’d danced with hadn’t done anything for me either. The worst thing about it all was that Matt—my own twin—was exactly the kind of man I liked.
Had it been from the first moment I met him? Probably, if I was honest. I’d been too shocked and delighted to finally meet him to think about much else. But underneath there was an instant spark of attraction that I’d pushed down into the farthest recesses of my mind. It hadn’t stayed there. He was gentle, and caring, and funny, and we had a ton of silly things in common—even our names were the same. If you reversed the shortened version of mine, it spelled his. He didn’t look like me, except for his eyes, and I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not. If we’d been identical, I doubted I’d have felt anything other than what I was supposed to. But he was beautiful. And when he danced toward me with that guy behind him, holding onto him, and he—Matt—had held me for that moment, I’d wanted him to touch me. He was as hard as a rock, but Jaz had been groping him, getting him all worked up. The minute I’d felt his dick pushing against me, mine had come to life and I’d wanted more than anything to have him all to myself. Then he felt I’d got hard, and the shock on his face was the same as if he’d thrown a bucket of ice water over me.
I groaned aloud and turned it into a cough, lest anyone on the bus should hear me. He’d believed me when I told him I liked Jaz and it had been about that. But how could I ever face him again? Saying good-bye had felt like part of me was being ripped away, but being apart was better than wanting what I couldn’t have. I must be sick—a disgusting pervert to want to get my hands on my own brother. To want him to kiss me and touch me. To feel him get hard for me, and not some sexy stranger. If I didn’t see him again, at least there’d be no chance he’d find out.
Meet Matt and Tam
Matthew Langford (Matt, or Mattie), has been lucky enough to grow up in a well-off home in St Albans, London. His father built up a business from nothing and later when his parents discovered they couldn’t have children, they adopted a baby.
Matt has medium-dark brown hair and gray-blue eyes. He takes care of himself in the home gym his father installed, uses fake tan, and wears the latest fashions. Since leaving school, he has drifted without direction, and sometimes feels guilty that he doesn’t make an effort to stand on his own two feet rather than living off his parents. At twenty-one, he often acts like a teen.
Tremaine Wheal (Tam), grew up two hundred miles away in Devon, with his birth father, who after losing his wife, couldn’t cope with two babies and gave up one of them. Physically, Tam doesn’t look much like Matt – they have the same eyes and noses, and similar builds, but there it ends. Tam has more of a surfer look with lighter, streaked hair and a natural tan, and enjoys spending time on the beach. He has no one to rely on, struggles to earn enough to live on working in a bar, and has always felt something was missing from his life (much like Matt).
The story is written from alternating viewpoints, so you get a look into Matt and Tam’s hearts and minds, and feel how they feel when the unthinkable happens – they fall for each other. If you want to find out how they deal with it, you can find the book below.
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XJDK49Y
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