Love Bytes would like to welcome to the blog author Viki Lyn on her blog tour for Lover’s Trill.
Welcome Viki Lyn!
Author Name: Viki Lyn
Book Name: Lover’s Trill
Release Date: September 1, 2015
Pages or Words: 22,000 words
Publisher: Loose ID
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Blurb:
Rocker Leo needs a break. From the band, roadies, everything related to his present life. Wandering the streets of Vienna, he chances upon a poster that just might change his life. Andre Revele, renowned violinist, and Leo’s ex-lover, is performing in the city. It’s been years since Leo slipped out of Andre’s life in the middle of the night, but he’s never forgotten their passionate love of music and each other.
Andre’s shocked when Leo shows up backstage after his performance. Hell yes, he’s angry, but he can’t walk away. Against his better judgment, he invites Leo to his hotel for a drink. Not sure what he wants from Leo, he knows what his body wants right now. A night of passionate sex leads to another, until he’s lost his heart to Leo again.
When Andre finds his trust in Leo tested, Leo must prove his loyalty by using their one common passion – music – to bind their hearts.
Categories: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance
I love music. Growing up with older sisters, I was listening to AM radio since I could walk. The Motown Sound and the British Invasion flooded the airwaves.
My all time favorite bands and songs are going to sound like the Golden Oldies. I was a teenager in the Seventies. Concerts were cheap back then. I would go and listen to several bands for five bucks—Santana, Fleetwood Mac, Doobie Brothers, Steve Miller Band, Van Morrison were all popular Bay Area bands. I had albums by Crosby, Nash and Young, Rod Stewart, Elton John, Bob Dylan, The Band, Fleetwood Mac…but if I had to pick one band as my ultimate favorites, it would have to be:
Beatles—I remember the day my cousin gave me a couple of 45 records. She told me her daughter said that this band was all the rage. Little did I know this would begin a love affair with the Beatles that would last a lifetime? The 45’s were I Want To Hold Your Hand and She Loves You. Once I heard these songs, I was hooked. I owned every Beatle album that was released in the U.S. And, I went to see them at Candlestick Park in San Francisco at the young age of ten. Why still listen to them? They were innovated and kept stretching the boundaries of rock. They had wonderful harmony. They were quirky and charming. And they could write a good tune too.
I have several favorites that are still on my playlist. I love the ‘feel’ of these songs. Something about the lyrics and chords appeal to my emotions:
Annie Lenox: No More “I Love You’s”
The English Beat: Save It For Later
Dead Can Dance: Ullyses
Depeche Mode: Heaven
Duran Duran: Come Undone
Elton John: Nikita
George Michael: Jesus To A Child
Herb Alpert: Rise
Loreena McKennitt: The Mummers’ Dance
Neil Young: Only Love Can Break Your Heart
Queen: Under Pressure and Bohemian Rhapsody
R.E.M.: Everybody Hurts
Rodrigo Leao: Pasion
Roxy Music: Avalon
Supertramp: The Logical Song and Give a Little Bit
Train: Hey, Soul Sister
Leo finished his cappuccino. He needed a break. From the band, roadies, everything related to his present life. He tried to ignore the constriction in his chest. He hadn’t written anything in months, and that scared the shit out of him. His bandmates were like his brothers, but as much as he loved them, it wasn’t the same as having a lover who completely got him. He had no one to turn to when in a funk.
He hoped to God he still had more words inside him. For all of his flamboyance on stage, his real love was composing.
Leo paid the check and left. Too wound up to go back to his hotel, he roamed the streets, taking in the Vienna night. Stars sparkled above St. Stephen’s gothic spire. The wide boulevards twisted into narrow lanes perfect for getting lost in.
Happy to wander aimlessly, Leo slipped his hands into his fleece-lined jacket. Living in LA, he’d forgotten how cold winter could be in other parts of the world. He turned the corner and sputtered to a halt. Staring at the poster pasted to the side of a building, he didn’t need to read the name of the virtuoso to know who it was. He could never forget that face in rapture—when playing or getting off. Music and sex had invoked the same feelings in Andre Revele. Passion was passion, and that man had always had both in spades.
Numbness swept across Leo as he stared at the picture of Andre caressing the bow in those slender-fingered hands—such artistic hands on a large man. It had been love at first sight—or at least lust—when Leo had walked into the practice room.
He could still remember a youthful Andre, not quite grown into his robust physique, as he played the last stanza of Bach’s Concerto in E. The violin’s notes had faded, but the music had remained in the air long after the performance was over. Bright green eyes peered through dark lashes, and sensual, pouty lips morphed into a shy smile. Like an idiot, Leo had been at a loss for words at Andre’s performance and enamored by that handsome face. Until Andre laughed, breaking the spell.
From that day forward, they were inseparable. They both had insatiable appetites for music. They stayed up all hours talking about philosophy and musical composition, and arguing what was better, thin-crust or thick-crust pizza. They played music together, fucked, and enjoyed the simple moments that composed their insular world.
He scanned the poster for the dates of the concerts. Tomorrow night was the last performance. Leo shuffled his feet, unable to move away. He bit his lip and traced the image of Andre. Did he dare go? It had to be fate. He’d been thinking of Andre, talking about the past with Sid, and now this.
His heartbeat quickened. What if he went backstage and Andre didn’t recognize him? Or brushed him aside? Leo had purposely avoided searching the Internet for news of Andre, too afraid that his ex had a lover, or worse, had married. Their lifestyles were miles apart, and Leo could never think of Andre as a friend.
He drank in Andre’s image. Tall and broodingly dark, Andre had the body of a jock and the sensitive heart of an artist. Leo preferred men unlike himself. He’d been a skinny kid, and had a difficult time gaining weight. If he’d been born years earlier, he would have been the perfect face for a glam rock band. At least he’d outgrown the term pretty boy or twink.
Leo chewed his lower lip as he studied Andre’s picture. Tempting as it was to see his ex again, visiting the past was a bad idea. This wasn’t the time, not when Leo was restless and bored. His heart couldn’t take a rejection from Andre. There were other men, lots of men, and he’d had his share of quite a few of them. With his schedule it had become impossible to form any long-term commitment. Or at least that was what he told himself.
A big, fat lie.
He’d never met anyone who made him feel the way he’d felt for the violinist.
Leo kissed his fingers and pressed them to Andre’s lips. “Good-bye, Princess.” Andre hated that pet name, but Leo loved using the endearment. Andre had been born into wealth and privilege, and his family had expected great things from him. “You proved them right, didn’t you?”
Before Leo changed his mind, he hurried away, dismissing the memories of a love lost to his ambition.
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Multi-published and award winner, Viki Lyn is a successful writer of gay paranormal and contemporary romance. After reading and collecting whatever she could get her hands on, she wrote her first male/male romance. And that was ‘it’ for her. She never looked back. Viki travels the world in search of inspiration. She considers herself blessed to have traveled to many of the mystical sites she had dreamed about as a child. Her travel experiences have been influential in creating her paranormal worlds. When she needs to relax, she calls a friend to meet at their favorite coffee house. When the chattering in her head goes off the charts, she plays one of her favorite RPGs on her PS4 and immerses herself in the world of dragons and magic.
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At Last!
The song song by Etta James. Very sexy. She had an incredible voice! https://youtu.be/S-cbOl96RFM
Happy Labor Day! And thank you for hosting me and featuring Lover’s Trill today. Yeah,the Beatles as my fav band is dating me. But hey, I was VERY young! *grin* I’ll check back for comments! Have a great day.
One of my face love songs: Shining Star
Oh this is nice! I forgot about The Manhattans! https://youtu.be/c4vlthJImVw?list=RDc4vlthJImVw
I like Sloan’s “The Answer Was You” or Badfinger’s “Know One Knows”!
Wow – Badfinger. Haven’t thought about this band for a while. https://youtu.be/9yaE4XPNWp4