Book Title: Synthetic Code for Sincerity
Author and Publisher: Naya Zayn
Release Date: May 25, 2023
Genre: Sci-fi MM romance
Tropes: wealthy heroes, dark themes, tragic past, morally grey characters, HFN, slow burn
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 260 pages
It is the first book in the series and does not end on a cliffhanger. HFN
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AI has evolved into lifelike synthetic humans called alphas.
Blurb
AI HAS EVOLVED INTO LIFELIKE SYNTHETIC HUMANS CALLED ALPHAS.
Alpha, Vincent Zakari is as roguishly handsome as he is cunning.
Made to feel, yet with callous disregard for most people, he hides his synth identity beneath a charming smile.
To foil a major political threat, he worms into the life of an orphaned billionaire, but soon finds himself at the mercy of his own emotions.
Plagued by horrors from a tragic past, Yugo Jordan has shields for days, and never leaves his New York estate.
When another disaster forces him outside, he meets the insanely attractive Vincent, and is quickly undone by dark eyes and honey-slick words.
To Vincent, Yugo’s a fatal error in the making.
And to Yugo, Vincent is weakness personified, steadily breaking down those walls.
Both are helpless against the pull between them, even while confronted by stubborn inner demons and looming external threats.
As they navigate this heated, uncharted territory, they must also unravel the lies and secrets surrounding them…
or cave beneath all-too-human flaws.
Synthetic Code for Sincerity is an addictive blend of light scifi and heavy MM romance — deeply sensual, evocative, and marked by thrilling moments sure to stay with you long after turning that last page.
It’s the first in a series where each installment has a different couple, but follows an overarching plotline.
Readers can expect a host of morally grey characters, a smug bastard MC who’s brought down to his knees, another MC who’s shoved out of his comfort zone, first times, and a happy-for-now ending.
**Warning: This book has content which may not be suitable for all audiences. Check the author’s website for more information. Reader discretion is thoroughly advised.
Vincent groaned. “You with your pretty ass, it’s driving me nuts.”
“Take it!” Yugo cried. “It’s yours.”
“Mine?”
“Absolu—” He couldn’t finish, not while a series of shudders rolled straight through him. He settled for a nod instead.
Vincent hummed at the answer. “So I could stamp my name right here”—He slapped the skin to make his point, ripping a grunt from Yugo’s lips—“And you’d let me.”
“Yes!”
As soon as the word left his mouth, the room lurched around him. In a second, Vincent returned to the high back, bringing him along.
Yugo reeled from the sudden change as the chair squeaked beneath them. Firm hands roamed his body, teasing his sides, rubbing his nipples, then slowly but surely lowered his ass over the slick length behind him.
Yugo sucked in a breath, screwing his eyes shut as Vincent breached him. The thick head drove past with a steady thrust that knocked him senseless. He bit his lip, tasting blood, wincing at the pain shooting up his spine, and waiting to relax. He rushed to keep his mind off the burn, focusing on something else. Everything else. Vincent’s chest, firmly at his back. Vincent’s kisses, skimming his neckline. Vincent’s hand, reaching forward to roll his nipples. Vincent. Vincent. Vincent.
Yugo moaned, rocking in place, falling into a gentle rhythm. Thrust by thrust, flick by flick, he unfurled at the seams, savoring every grind, every nudge against his prostate.
A set of teeth nibbled on his neck, and he reached back to stroke Vincent’s face. He wanted their time to freeze in this slow-burning surrender. This invasion of sanity. It moved him like music to a dance. His blood sang. His pulse raced. His greedy hand groped every part of Vincent it could reach.
He craned his neck. Fused their lips together. Their tongues swirled as he panted into Vincent’s mouth, as he snapped his hips, rolling downwards, as he chased his long-awaited climax.
“Yes!” he cried, so close he could practically taste it. Then Vincent grabbed his hips, further slowing things down.
Yugo let out a pitiful noise. “Please,” he whined.
A sound of amusement raised goosebumps on his skin. “Go on,” Vincent murmured. “Have a look in the mirror. See what we’ve become.”
On cue, Yugo’s eyes flew open and their gazes met through the window’s reflection, stealing his breath away. He didn’t recognize the person there. This libertine with a crazed look and sweaty brows, legs wide open, skin flushed, jaw slack. It couldn’t be him. No way.
As if the image hadn’t been racy enough, Vincent’s right hand snaked forward to fist his cock. While the other continued with Yugo’s nipples.
Yugo’s jaw fell further, prompting a wolfish smirk in response. He had the sudden urge to wipe that smug look, so he lifted up. Spread his legs even more. Gave the loudest moan he could manage.
Vincent groaned, his hips jerking forward. A dark fringe crossed his eyes when the dirty sounds continued, and through a whiplash, Yugo found himself on the floor.
He barely had the time to catch his breath. His hands were pinned, thighs splayed by firm hips as Vincent drove in, finally giving him what he needed—a deep, thorough fucking. Hard and fast.
It all started when she received that first picture book during her diaper days. Naya Zayn, aka NZ, has binged on stories since then.
As a consummate daydreamer, she spends many hours exploring the horizons of her own mindscape — lurking around terrains flush with gay romance and happy endings.
There, she embraces the gripping elements of scifi and fantasy, then ventures into darker outskirts where many rogues and anti-heroes reside.
Though troubled, her morally grey men pine hopelessly and flirt shamelessly. They’re also persistent, haunting her in the waking world, till she finally puts pen to paper… bringing them alive.
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