Riding the Tide
The Deep Blue Sea, #1
by MA Church
Date of
Publication: November 1st 2016
Publisher: All
Romance eBooks
Cover Artist: Erin
Dameron Hill
Genre: Gay, Fantasy,
Shifters
Caught between two worlds—what’s a merman to do?
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Riding
the Tide (The Deep Blue Sea, #2) . . .
I
enjoyed my first merman bromance, Beneath
the Surface (Nisha and Kannon), a several months back. To find that the
same series had another available intrigued me. No longer waiting for that next
installment or under the seas bromance. I got one that was filled with sexy
males specimens, shifters, and a touch of the fantasy to make things just more.
Marcus
was lonely but not wanting a mate. At the same time one stands were cutting the
coral with him. Land was not interesting enough to spend too much time on. And
let us not mention humans. Diversion at most but nothing more. Until . . .Blair.
Blair was not looking for anyone. He enjoyed his existence and love the thrill
of adventure. Everything changes when a visit to the Seychelles Island
lands a very intriguing male before him.
When Marcus and Blair first meet thing start
out progressing well. That was until an interruption flip things in an
undesired direction. Safe to say that it doesn’t last long, but sometimes
friends should keep their mouths closed and ears open.
This was a romance that balanced out two
souls that were searching but not fining exactly what they were needing. With a
little angst, some outside interference, and time to talk, Marcus and Blair
find their way clear.
The Deep Blue Seas series:
Beneath
the Surface – The Deep Blue Seas, #1 SEE REVIEW
Riding
the Tide – The Deep Blue Seas, #2
BLURB
Marcus Krill, a creature of the sea, is a
perfectly content bachelor. Mating someone? No thank you. Living anywhere but
in the ocean? Ha! Not happening. Spending more than the barest necessity of
time on land? Nope. Not this merman. And humans? They’re perfectly fine as a
diversion, but that’s all. They might be interesting, but complications follow
them like a hungry shark during a feeding frenzy. So what if he’s a little
lonely, a little tired of one-night stands? That doesn’t mean he’s ready to
mate.
Blair Estes, a creature of land, is perfectly
happy with his nomadic lifestyle. No strings keep him tied to any one place
long. Adventure is his lover and adrenaline his master. He loves to travel, and
the things he’s seen defy description. Now his wandering has brought him to the
Seychelles and a mysterious merman who’s going to take him on the journey of a
lifetime.
Once again merfolk and human culture collide
in an explosion of passion and… fear.
“I’m never getting mated.” Marcus
leaned back in the patio chair, shaking his head. Across from him was his
friend, Brett, and Brett’s mate, Brooke.
“Uh-huh. You say that now.” Brett
glanced over his shoulder once again back toward the bungalow where Kannon and
Nisha stood whispering intensely.
“Nope. I’m going to be a bachelor
until the end of my days.” He winced in sympathy as he watched Nisha’s mate,
Kannon, drill his finger into Nisha’s shoulder.
The two were trying to keep their
voices down, but it was a lost cause. Kannon was furious, if the tongue-lashing
Nisha was getting was any indication. He wondered what Nisha did this time.
He’d feel sorry for him if it wasn’t so damn funny.
A year had passed since Nisha claimed
Kannon—and what an entertaining time it’d been. Marcus snorted in amusement
when Nisha threw his hands up in frustration over whatever Kannon said to him.
Leave it to them to get into a fight on their one-year anniversary. Kannon and
Nisha loved fiercely, but they also disagreed just as fiercely.
“Swear to God, do we need to have yet
another conversation on the concept of consent?” Kannon yelled.
“At the time I only thought—”
“Thought? What were you thinking
with—no, no, let me guess. You were thinking with your dick. Yet again,” Kannon
interrupted, glaring at Nisha.
“That was not what I was going to
say.”
“But it fits, doesn’t it?” Kannon
crossed his arms over his chest.
“I am sorry!” Nisha growled. “I told
you we don’t think like humans. You keep trying to apply human values to my
kind, and it doesn’t work. I understand I was wrong now, but then was another
matter.”
Poor Nisha. This was an argument he
wasn’t going to win. They were sitting around the pool Kannon added to his and
Nisha’s aboveground dwelling—which, admittedly, Marcus didn’t understand since
the ocean was right there, but whatever. It was more proof humans were odd…
even those humans mers had converted, as Nisha did with Kannon.
Anyway, they were having a late dinner
by the pool and enjoying the warm tropical evening when something was said
about the powder their kind made from certain fish toxins. It was used for many
things, including pain relief. It also was used to induce a dream-like state
where the one who inhaled the powder was able to feel, but unable to move.
One thing led to another and then—bam
pow. Fireworks. Kannon figured out Nisha had used the powder on him after he
had arrived and was significantly unhappy with the knowledge, if the glaring
and raised voices were any indication.
Brett sighed, taking a sip of his
water. “I did warn Nisha. Granted, it was after the fact, but still. Even went
on to tell him how badly I reacted when Brooke did the same thing to me.”
Brooke patted Brett’s hand. “Nisha
should’ve told him before now.”
Marcus picked up one of the chilled
shrimp appetizers and bit into it. Personally he thought they were better
uncooked, but that was just him. “Why? He didn’t harm him.”
Brett sighed even louder. He pulled
his cell phone out of his pocket and typed something into it. A few seconds
later he turned the screen around so Marcus could see it.
“Oh, funny,” Marcus snapped as he
stared at the definition of “consent” on the cell phone’s screen.
“Here’s a thought. Try reading the
damn definition.” Brett glanced back over his shoulder at Nisha and Kannon.
Marcus shrugged his shoulder as he
watched Nisha grabbed Kannon and try to kiss him senseless. Well, that was one
way of ending an argument.
“You know, maybe if you guys would, a
bunch of shit could be avoided later,” Brett said.
“Hmm? Would what?” Marcus asked,
distracted by Kannon and Nisha. Kannon struggled for a minute then gave in, but
Marcus wasn’t fooled. He’d gotten to know Kannon well enough to know Kannon
didn’t give up easily when he wanted something—which was probably an apology
and an acknowledgment that Nisha was wrong.
“Good grief, what’s up with you
lately?” Brett asked. “I said if you guys tried reading the definition of
consent then a bunch of shit could be avoided later.”
“Oh.” Marcus nodded. “I suppose so, but I’m
not planning on mating a human—or anyone else—so it’s irrelevant.”
“Famous last words.” Brooke snickered.
Marcus picked up his drink and stared
into it. He didn’t have anything against humans—he certainly fucked his fair
share of them—but they were more trouble than they were worth.
Author Info
M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who
spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days
lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets,
herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from
their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!
When not writing, she’s exploring the latest
M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to
HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife
around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to
her high school sweetheart, and they have two children. She was a finalist in
the Rainbow awards for 2013.
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