FaelonForgotten Touch Series
Book One
AJ Kelton
Genre: M/M
paranormal romance
Publisher: MLR
Press
ISBN: 978-1608208609
Number of pages:
250
Word Count: 70,000
Cover Artist: Deana
C. Jamroz
Who knew that loving a Nephilim could be so dangerous.
Faelon, a 3000-year-old nephilim, fleeing a demonic master, found safety with the church. He has repaid their kindness by translating various artifacts. Father Donovan has watched as Faelon became a recluse, fearing those who would harm him.
Jax, wanting a change, moves to Salem, MA where he finds work as a churches security guard. Not believing that Faelon is a nephilim, he is forced to confront his own beliefs in the supernatural.
Can he learn to accept Faelon, and be the master he requires? Or lose the man he loves to the demons who would harm him.
Faelon, a 3000-year-old nephilim, fleeing a demonic master, found safety with the church. He has repaid their kindness by translating various artifacts. Father Donovan has watched as Faelon became a recluse, fearing those who would harm him.
Jax, wanting a change, moves to Salem, MA where he finds work as a churches security guard. Not believing that Faelon is a nephilim, he is forced to confront his own beliefs in the supernatural.
Can he learn to accept Faelon, and be the master he requires? Or lose the man he loves to the demons who would harm him.
“I have been called many names in my
life, but I don’t think ‘crazy-ass’ was one of them.” The man smiled at him.
“You still haven’t answered my
question.” Jax pulled out his cell phone. “You have exactly thirty seconds to
tell me who you are and why you are here, or you’ll be explaining it to the
police.”
The other man pushed off from the
door and sauntered toward Jax. “There is no need to get the police involved. My
name is Faelon, and I live in the basement where I happen to be cataloguing all
those important items and translating those dusty old books into English. It
isn’t the most exciting job in the world, but, hell, it keeps me a bit busy,
and at this moment I find I’m enjoying it.”
“You live in the basement?” Father
Donavan mentioned that Faelon worked late at night, but he didn’t mention that
the man actually lived down there. “Father Donavan didn’t mention that you
lived in the basement.”
Faelon shoved his hands in the
pockets of his leather jacket as he started toward the side door. “Yes, I have
a small studio apartment down there. It’s why no one is allowed to enter the
area without my express invitation. Ask Father Donavan tomorrow if you don’t
believe me. I’m going out, grabbing a bite to eat, and maybe I’ll watch the
water for a while. Tell me, is it warm out? Are the tourists here yet?”
Jax shrugged his shoulder. “It was a
nice day for October and the tourists are always here, aren’t they? Especially
this time of year?”
“I find that they are, yes. As to why
they would come to this place when there are so many others across this nation
that hold just as much mysticism at a warmer temperature is beyond me. Until
tomorrow, Mr. Security Guard,” he said as he started walking again.
“Jax.”
“Jax?” Faelon turned his head in
inquiry.
“My name, it’s Jax. At least that is
what everyone calls me. It’s short for J-Jackson,” he stammered. He had no idea
why he was rambling, other than the fact that Faelon was sexy as hell, and he
wanted to speak to him just a little longer. There was something about the soft
musical quality of his voice with just a trace of an accent that made Jax want
to keep him talking.
Faelon gave a slight smile, and for a
brief moment, Jax thought he had to be the hottest man alive. “Until tomorrow
then, Jax.”
Jax watched him walk out the door.
Giving himself a brief mental shake, he breathed in deeply to clear his head.
He had never been so instantly attracted to someone before. When Father Donavan
had told him about a researcher, but he’d never pictured a young man with
skin-tight leather pants, a black biker jacket, and lips that looked like they
would be right at home wrapped around a cock.
**
Jax shivered as a cold wind blew
through the door and ate up the warmth of the heater. It looked as if a storm
was going to come in that night. Jax hoped it didn’t include ice and snow, but
this was New England in October, so it was entirely probable.
“Did you walk?” He looked out past
Faelon and didn’t see a car.
Faelon smiled as he watched Jax,
waiting patiently to be invited in. “Yes, I walked. I don’t have a car, and it
wasn’t that far really. Can I come in, or are you trying to heat up the whole
outside? I will admit that there is a chill in the air; we might have snow by
morning, but I don’t think your small heater will prevent winter.”
Jax shook his head, shaking himself
out of his thoughts. “Of course, come in.”
“Thank you.” Faelon nodded, stepping
into the house. He looked around at the front room. “Nice, cozy and so forth.”
“I haven’t lived here long, a couple
of months.” Jax shrugged. “I guess I just never really thought about giving it
more of a personality.”
“I like the way the house feels,”
Faelon countered. “It suits you perfectly. I find I enjoy looking at your
house. You’re not the kind of guy who would have pictures and plants, but I can
see that you respect and value a good book. Many of these are historical in
nature.”
“Well, I’m a researcher. That’s
something that never really dies in a person, the love of history. I may be
just a security guard right now but I would like to do some freelance research
work.”
“Maybe sometime, when you have some
free time, you could help me with some of the artifacts,” Faelon suggested as
he turned away from the bookshelf. “You saw how much I have left to translate.
There are some months when every one of those drawers holds something waiting
for my attention.”
Jax stood, watching the dark-haired
man examining his home. What was he doing here? Surely he couldn’t have come
over just to talk about work. Finally, he decided to take matters into his own
hands and do a little bit of research of his own.
“Did you walk over here to ask me to
help you with some research?” He stepped in front of Faelon.
Faelon gave a slight shrug.
“Perhaps you have another reason for
dropping by?” Jax asked, his hand running down Faelon’s chest.
About the
Author:
AJ Kelton are the dynamic writing team of Angel
and Jordan. The couple met online several years ago on an Alexander fan site
and have been friends ever since. Angel soon found that Jordan had a flare for
storytelling with several half-finished stories on her computer. Angel
encouraged Jordan to finish the stories and with help in creative description
she decided to send the stories off to MLR press. They were both shocked and
excited when they got the news that Faelon was accepted for publication. While
Jordan may have a flare for storytelling she doesn’t enjoy the smaller details
in getting a story ready for publication. That is where Angel comes in; she
spends countless hours getting the story ready after line edits, going over
each line in proofing and formatting, making decisions such as covers and
fonts, all things that Jordan just has problems focusing on.
Angel is always on the lookout for her perfect
mate, a cross between Ethan from Under the Australian Sky and Evan from
Marco. Until Mr. Perfect appears
at her door, or in front of her booth wanting an autograph she loves to read,
take pictures and attend concerts of all kinds. She loves all things 80’s.
Angel lives in Texas with her two dogs, Daisy a beagle who she insists is
nothing like snoopy and her Chihuahua Bonita.
When not writing Jordan loves to read anything
from Amish romance to the dark taboo books of fiction both M/M and Het. She is
a very avid reader, except when writing because she doesn’t want to be
influenced by what she is reading. Jordan loves to travel and often her latest
vacation spots show up in his books. While Jordan is always looking for that
perfect place to live at the moment she can be found in Kansas.
Both writers have solo projects coming out in the
future, Angel with Misunderstandings under the name Angel Rothamel. Jordan with Legion under the name Rider
Jacobs.
Both authors would love to hear from you. You can
contact them via their web page AJKelton @AJKelton.com. You can also find them
on Facebook under both AJ Kelton, Angel Rothamel and Rider Jacobs.
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