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Twenty-Nine Hours to Eternity

by Elizabeth Noble

Being gay and pagan can make for a lonely holiday season, as Liam knows well. He’s used to celebrating alone. The last place he expects to meet a like-minded guy is at LAX during a twenty-nine-hour layover.

Liam’s never felt so comfortable or compatible with another man, even if there is an air of mystery to Race.

Race is no stranger to holiday isolation, and he decides they should seize the opportunity they’ve been given and observe the Saturnalia the way it was meant to be. A grand celebration ensues, where every moment is special and every meal a feast. The ancient traditions take on new meaning as the men find meaning in each other. Each of them has a destiny and for their paths to continue together, it’ll take a kind of magic that hasn’t been seen in centuries. Can Race convince Liam to accept that destiny?

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Publisher: JMS Books, LLC
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Tropes: Humanity is Good, Immortality, Superpowers, Time Travel
Word Count: 7200
Languages Available: English
Tropes: Humanity is Good, Immortality, Superpowers, Time Travel
Word Count: 7200
Languages Available: English
Excerpt:

LAX WAS a city within a larger city, and today, Christmas Eve, it was alive with people bustling from one end to the other. Travelers on their way home or to grandma’s or leaving on that vacation they’d planned and saved for.

Trudging to the employee area of the airline he worked for, pulling his suitcase, Ian Dever fingered one of the two small figurines—a sigillaria—nestled in his pants pocket. This one was terra-cotta; the other was pottery. Race—short for Horace, and Ian still pictured the way Race wrinkled his nose when Ian said his whole name—had given him the gifts on the previous day. Those who celebrated Christmas would give loved ones presents tomorrow, or possibly tonight. Ian was pagan; his gift exchange day had been yesterday. Normally he’d have had no one to celebrate Saturnalia with, and more often than not, he worked this week.

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Ian was still working this week, but the twenty-nine-hour layover in LA made this year special. Along with the sigillaria was a small card with Race’s phone number and a promise their day-long fling would become so much more. Ian had doubts, but nonetheless, he’d had some of the best hours of his life here, with Race.

Today he was flying out, Hawaii then Japan, before returning to Los Angeles and three weeks downtime before his next assignment. Wasn’t it just his luck to finally meet a man who was not only pagan but shared a mutual attraction with Ian, only to have to fly out so quickly? Such was the life of a flight attendant. Nodding to a few other flight-crew members, Ian took his place in line and pulled out his ID. Leaning on the suitcase handle, he glanced around the concourse, not really paying attention to the many people walking briskly on their way to catch flights to anywhere in the world.

Ian had another layover in Hawaii, but he’d be calling Race often and was already planning the phone sex.

A low rumble came from somewhere farther along the main terminal. A pilot in line next to Ian frowned and muttered, “What the hell was that?”

“Earthquake?” someone else suggested.

In the next instant, explosions sounded, breaking glass flew like shrapnel, and screams filled the air. Ian turned in time to see a bright flash. He was thrown back against a row of chairs by some unseen enormous weight. Large shards of glass impaled him, and he stared, fascinated, at the dark spot spreading out from his chest to meet another one inching up from his stomach. Ian tried to brush it away with one hand.

Sirens and shouting assaulted Ian from all directions, but it was all getting farther and farther away. Race’s face, the twinkle in his eyes and the blush on his cheeks, flashed through Ian’s mind.

Then everything went dark.

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About the Author

Mystery, action, chills, and thrills spiced with romance and desire. ELIZABETH NOBLE lives by the adage "I can't not write." She doesn't remember a time when she didn’t make up stories and eventually she learned how to put words on a page. Those words turned into books and fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M fiction. A part of every day is spent living in worlds she created that are filled with intrigue and espionage. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural.

When she's not chronicling the adventures of her many characters, Elizabeth is a veterinary nurse living in her native Cleveland, Ohio. She has three grown children and now happily shares her little, brick house with two spunky Cardigan Welsh Corgis and their feline sidekicks. Elizabeth is a fan of baseball, basketball (go Cavs and Guardians) and gardening. She can often be found working in her 'outside office' listening to classic rock and plotter her next novel waiting for it to be dark enough to gaze at the stars.

Elizabeth has received a number of amateur writing awards. Since being published, several of her novels have received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards. Jewel Cave was a runner-up in the Gay Mystery/Thriller category in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Ringed Love was a winner in the Gay Fantasy Romance category of the 2016 Rainbow Awards.