The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend (I'll beg forgiveness in advance for sometimes going over the sentence limit!). Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ.
Last weekend I shared a snippet from The Envoy's Honor because it had been out in the world five years last Sunday, and I thought I would share another today. This book is the eighth book in the Chronicles of Tournai series, though it stands alone just fine (it also pairs well with The Dragon's Devotion, the other dragon shifter book in the Tournai series, since Bastien from that book is the brother of Griffen from The Envoy's Honor). The Envoy's Honor is an adversaries to lovers romance—Griffen and Kirill are put at odds in diplomatic negotiations, one trying to protect his family, the other his people. But when someone is murdered, they can only trust each other to find the killer (because they were kissing each other in the garden when it happened, so they know they didn't do it!) and they may save everyone they care about in the process. This snippet follows directly after last weekend's.
Once he did, he stared into Kirill’s eyes. Kirill seemed frozen in front of him, and Griffen froze too. How would Kirill react? Was Griffen about to be hit? He wouldn’t blame Kirill if he did.
But Kirill didn’t hit him. He shook his head and muttered Griffen’s name, before snaking a hand behind Griffen’s neck and pulling him against his body. And into another kiss.
The kiss seared itself into Griffen’s mind. Holding Kirill in his arms, exploring his lips made fire burn through his veins. Some thought about fire and dragons flitted through his mind, but there was no room for it, no room for anything except the feel of Kirill in his arms, the taste of him on his tongue, the scent of him in every breath. He wanted this kiss to go on forever; he wanted to pull Kirill down to the bench and do things with him that had been disturbing his dreams since he met the other man. He wanted--
Kirill tore himself away, chest heaving. “We can’t do this.”
“Kirill.”
But all Griffen could do was watch him stride away and curse himself for a fool.
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