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Maahes By Emma Jaye
Malicious Gods: Egypt Series
Lev lives for death.
Tainted from birth, despised for sacrificing fellow Servants of Maahes, Lev pursues a life of devotion and abstinence as the Left Hand. His reward will come in the Afterlife.
Živan Bratko, bastard heir to a Bulgarian crime family, lives in the moment, rescuing big cats and slaking his lust with even wilder men. He can’t resist the challenge of corrupting one of the legendary Hands of Maahes.
A hedonist versus a devout assassin. Who will be hunter or prey when lives and souls are the ultimate stakes?
A dark contemporary mm story featuring a collision of cultures, manipulative main characters, assassins, kidnapping, and hungry lions.
Welcome to the dark world of Malicious Gods: Egypt. A collection of standalone modern tales, both magical and non-magical, featuring deities from Ancient Egypt. You’ll find reincarnated Gods, assassins, gangs, madness, and different realities. Expect high heat and morally ambiguous themes. Seductive and often twisted, they are not for the fainthearted.
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Special Release Excerpt:
Bratko’s face screwed up in pain, and the men pressing around him cheered. They’d all been urging on the other man, Gulliver, anyway.
Lev knew he should back off, should wait somewhere less obtrusive, but he didn’t. The only thing he could do was resist taking his hard cock in his hand. He couldn’t even blame the men pressing around him for his lack of movement, they were close, but he could worm his way out if he wanted.
Instead, he stayed, watched, and got harder.
“Want some help with that?”
He turned, looked up at a heavily bearded man wearing a leather harness.
“Touch me, and I’ll rip off your balls.”
The man nodded towards the room they’d been watching. “Well, I’m game if you are. I’ve never tried that, but it looks like fun.”
Lev’s gaze was pulled back to the playroom, and the heaving, thrusting man on top of Bratko. Sweat-slicked, lightly haired skin, flushed faces, and small, powerful movements. After focusing on where the two men joined, his gaze moved along Bratko’s muscular body. Face pressed to the blue flooring, mouth open as he panted in pain, no, that’s pleasure, he loves it.
As if he could feel Lev’s gaze, Bratko looked right at him, and his eyes widened in recognition. The spell holding Lev vanished, and the world came crashing back in. The club was too hot, the people too close, pressing in on him, drowning, pushing him under with their lust, their sinful flesh. He shoved backward, ignoring the disappointed calls of the bearded man for him to stay.
Lev almost stumbled on the steps of the club.
“You ok, mate?”
All he could do was bob his head, once, twice, at the two leather-clad men leaning up against the wall smoking. He needed to get to his car, needed to breathe air unpolluted by others.
“Did some fucker not do aftercare?” One of the men came towards him. “Come on; you can’t go wandering about alone when you’re in sub drop.”
Lev had his balisong out before he could think about it.
The guy held his hands up. “Ok, calm down, let’s talk about this. If someone did something you didn’t–”
Lev ignored him, headed for his car.
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About the Author:
Emma is the #1 Amazon Bestselling Author of m/m series such as Lies, Paint, Incubus, and Malthusia.
Born in Hungry Bottom as an unexpected twin, Emma was destined to be a little different. She blames her rebellious muse (who looks like Chris from the Paint Series) for the erotic aspects tickling the angst, and the humor cuddling up with the erotic. No matter the genre, you can expect different characters, dark themes, steamin’ sex, laughs, and a HEA or HFN.
When not continuing her obsessive affairs with book boyfriends, she herds Birman cats and sons in Winnie The Pooh’s Hundred Acre Wood. Both groups argue that the other is too large, and her long-suffering husband has given up counting both.
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