The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. 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.
For December, I'm sharing snippets from The Merchant's Love. I haven't written a holiday romance (yet), but this one is as close I have. It's a cozy story of a bookish royal and a sweet merchant who become friends and fall in love over books and baked goods as fall turns to winter and the winter holiday arrives in Tournai. There's a bit of magic gone wrong too, but it's honestly a warm hug in book form. I've skipped ahead slightly in the same scene I've been sharing from.
The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. 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.
For December, I'm sharing snippets from The Merchant's Love. I haven't written a holiday romance (yet), but this one is as close I have. It's a cozy story of a bookish royal and a sweet merchant who become friends and fall in love over books and baked goods as fall turns to winter and the winter holiday arrives in Tournai. There's a bit of magic gone wrong too, but it's honestly a warm hug in book form. I've skipped ahead slightly in the same scene I've been sharing from.
It had been a long time since he felt so light—so happy he was nearly dizzy from it, and smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. He had no idea how it had happened. There was something about the absurd play and Maxen’s presence, the little casual touches Maxen bestowed on him seemingly without thinking, as if he would always do that, had always done it. Oh, Faelen loved that feeling. He wanted to bask in it, to live in it forever, and to give it back to Maxen tenfold.
When they stepped out onto the street after their meal, Faelen’s breath caught in his throat, and he stopped dead just outside the door, looking up in wonder. Maxen walked right into him, knocking them off-balance. He caught Faelen by the waist to steady them as they both wobbled.
“Sorry!”
“No, it’s my fault,” Faelen said, covering Maxen’s hand with his own. “But look. It’s snowing.”
It was little more than flurries, but there was something magical about them nonetheless. The tiny flakes danced in the air, glistening in the glow of the streetlights. Faelen turned his face up to them and laughed as another little bubble of joy burst inside him.
You can find more from The Merchant's Love here. The Merchant's Love and all my other books are 50% off at Smashwords for a few more days—don't miss a great sale! Thanks for reading today.
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