Title: Absolute Perfection
Author: Stephanie Burke
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Release Date: March 10
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 153 pages
Genre: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Action Adventure, Dark Fantasy, Romantic Comedy, Urban Fantasy, Gay, Multicultural & Interracial, shapeshifters
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Synopsis
Prince Taza is a seahorse, the sole male offspring of the Coushrin king, and heir to the throne. Sounds great, right? Not really. For one thing, two crazy female seahorses are vying to impregnate him and become the next queen of the Coushrin dynasty because seahorses mate for life. He doesn’t want to be just a breeder while his wife rules the seas. But if being the prey and intended brood-stallion of two insane females isn’t bad enough, Taza’s also being chased by a human who’s determined to attain immortality by eating him. Stir fried, easy on the garlic.
What does he do? Flee to a vampire bar on the surface world, where he meets Astika, a Hindu Naga god. Astika’s been dispatched on a fool’s errand, because his advice to his uncle and grandfather’s harems is causing mayhem in the kingdom. He wasn’t supposed to meet a seahorse prince, save his life, and end up mated in the process. But when Astika saves Prince Taza from the human who might just be crazier than the two seahorses chasing him, Taza does the only smart thing and pledges himself to the Naga. For life. Since they’re stuck with each other, Astika might as well see what it’s like with a seahorse. Together, out of the wildest circumstances imaginable, these two lovers create Absolute Perfection.
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There was a small desk and several armless couches strewn with pillows. There was a kitchen that was ideal and spacious, filled with large windows that allowed the sunlight to shine through. And there were two rooms he had yet to vet out.
Approaching one, he found a small room bare of furniture except for what seemed like hundreds of pillows and a huge set of glass doors that overlooked the rear of the house and a beautiful human-created pond.
But no Astika.
He was tempted to explore this room further but decided it would probably be in his best interest to find his mate.
He exited the room, found a small bathroom behind a door that blended seamlessly with the walls, and then came upon the final room.
If his mate was on the first floor, he had to be in this room. But if he was on the second floor, there would be problems.
Sea horses were…well, they were notorious for being afraid of heights. And by heights, anything seven feet or more off dry ground would send them into a paralyzing seizure that only time and a lot of cuddling would cure.
It was one of the reasons that his people so rarely came to mingle with the folks on land who loved their tall structures and walking ways.
So, praying that his mate would have enough common sense to keep his feet firmly planted close to the ground, he turned the knob and pushed the door open.
And there was his mate, all several feet of…
Several feet? More like several miles.
“Gah?”
At the inane sound that poured from his throat, the long thing that appeared to be his mate turned in his direction.
Okay.
It was a snake…kind of.
It was long—several coils filled the large room, almost hiding the body of his mate in a ropy, snakelike, copper-colored body.
It also had his mate’s upper body and head.
Yes, it appeared to be his mate—it smelled like him, and it sounded like his agitated sighs…
“Um, mate?” He took a step toward the hall, just in case it was some kind of serpent that was having trouble digesting Astika and was choking on his lower limbs.
The power cuff, the only real memento of his birthright, was dropped.
“Yes?”
The voice sounded like Astika’s.
“What…are you doing?”
“Relaxing.”
“I mean…what are you”—he waved his arms at the whole package, taking in his mate‟s long blue hair right down to the spaded tip of his tail—“doing?”
Sighing, the snake that was apparently his mate turned fully toward him, affording him a view he never thought that he would see.
It was his mate’ torso, and the dark top half of his skin began to lighten around his waist and hips, where a delicate scale pattern began and the humanoid part ended.
The snake body started as small, dark-hued scales, which gradually lessened in color until the underbelly was nearly white. The scale pattern blended in and out, the copper becoming pale in some areas and then transitioning to bold splashes of color.
His mate’s body looked like the ebbing and flowing waves of the sea.
“I am relaxxxing in my natural sssstate,” he muttered as he adjusted his body in order to fully turn to his mate. “If I sssstay in my human guise for too long, it causes me great pain and disssscomfort.”
“Oh.” Taza nodded as if that made sense, as if his words were completely understandable and coherent.
“What are you again?”
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Stephanie is a USA Today Best Selling, multi published, multi award-winning author, Master Costumer, handicapped, wife and mother of two.
From sex-shifting, shape-shifting dragons to undersea worlds, sexually confused elemental Fey and homo-erotic mysteries, all the way to pastel-challenged urban sprites, Stephanie has done it all, and hopes to do more.
Stephanie is an orator on her favorite subjects of writing and world-building, a sometime teacher when you feed her enough tea and donuts, an anime nut, a costumer, and a frequent guest of various sci-fi and writing cons where she can be found leading panel discussions or researching varied legends and theories to improve her writing skills.
Stephanie is known for her love of the outrageous, strong female characters, believable worlds, male characters filled with depth, and multi-cultural stories that make the reader sit up and take notice.
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