Title: The Magic Between
Author: Stephanie Hoyt
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: 02/15/2022
Length: 105400
Genre: Paranormal, LGBTQIA+, celebrities, athlete, pop star, magic, magic users, musicians, sports, college, MM romance, sexual discovery, in the closet, coming out, bonded, slow burn, gender non-conforming, mental illness (OCD), #ownvoices
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In a world where everyone has magic coursing through them, legend says magic itself craves a mate. Legend says those with opposite magics have the greatest chance of forming the unbreakable Bond it desires.
A.B. Cerise is an obsessive-compulsive pop star with the ability to turn invisible. He’s an out bisexual with absolutely no belief in Bonds. He has a love-bruised heart, thinks dating in the spotlight is a hassle at best and a nightmare at worst, and has no intention of going through it all over again.
Matthew Hellman-Levoie is the NHL’s number one goalie prospect, the youngest in a hockey dynasty, and one of the rare few who can see the unseeable. He’s a straight man who wears his heart on his sleeve, has grown up searching for a Bond, and dreams of finding the love of his life.
Their magic is magnetic. Their touch is electric. They’re the textbook case for Bonding. But legend never said anything about what to do when sparks fly between people opposite in more ways than magic.
The Magic Between
Stephanie Hoyt © 2021
All Rights Reserved
The phone rings once. “What do you want?”
“Hello to you, too, Gabs.”
“Of course, it’s always good to hear from you,” she says. “But let’s not kid ourselves here; you hate talking on the phone and would rather send me novel-length texts to avoid it, so I know this isn’t a casual call. You either want something or something has gone terribly wrong. Spill.”
“I maybe need a little advice.”
“Advice?”
“Yes, I do believe that’s what I said.”
“Oh god, what did you do? If you’re calling me for advice, it means you want permission to do reckless shit.”
“First, I don’t have a reckless bone in my body.”
Gabby makes a derisive noise.
“And second,” AB stresses, “I didn’t do anything.”
“I don’t believe you for a second,” Gabby says. “But go on; you have my undivided attention for however long you need.”
“Okay, so, on a scale of one to ten, how possible do you think Bonding is?”
“Oh god,” Gabby says again, her laughter barely concealed.
“Just answer the question, Gabrielle!”
“If you’re Gabrielle-ing me, maybe I should’ve grabbed snacks for this. What the hell have you gotten yourself into here? This is shaping up to be the most interesting thing to ever happen to you, isn’t it? But to answer your question: I’d say a three. Most info we have is so fantastical and romanticized it doesn’t seem real at all. Like an Atlantis situation, you know? Clearly a work of fiction but taken as fact by some people. But I’d also be lying if I said a couple don’t deviate enough from the general formula to make me wonder sometimes. Kind of like Bigfoot, I guess.”
“Hold on; you still think Bigfoot is real?”
“Oh, fuck off! You still think Santa Claus is real!”
“Because he is!”
“How can you believe in Santa but not Bigfoot?”
“Because our moms haven’t left out a present from Santa since you came home crying in fifth grade when Darren Blake told us we were too old to still believe in silly baby stuff. And yet, every year until we turned eighteen, we woke up to stockings full of candy our moms didn’t leave us.”
“I don’t know, AB; I still think those were from them.”
“Why would they admit they left all the other gifts and then continue to pretend Santa was real? That makes no sense.”
“So, what, Santa skipped over us until our parents stopped? That doesn’t make any sense either!”
“I don’t know, Gabby! It’s magic! Maybe there’s a reimbursement process.”
“Okay, I’m sorry. Wait a goddamn minute. You’re pulling the ‘it’s magic’ card on Santa, but you don’t believe in Bigfoot?”
“Wouldn’t it have been found by now?”
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Thematically, Stephanie likes magic and spies and magical spies. Aesthetically, she likes glitter and gold and pineapples. She wants to put more soft, sweet bi representation into the world so that people like her teen-self can see themselves in their favorite genres and know that who they are is nothing to be ashamed of.
She currently lives in the Great White North (Wisconsin) with her husband, daughter, and three dogs. The only thing getting her through these Midwest winters is the soothing sound of Tim Riggins saying “Texas forever” and the prospect of one day moving back there.
She loves a good astrology twitter but ultimately only believes in it when her husband calls her stubborn and then her response is: “Well, I am a Taurus.”
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