Title: Jack & Gil
Author: Emily Carrington
Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Art: Angela Knight
Genres: Action Adventure, Box Sets, Dark Fantasy, Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, New Releases, Paranormal, Romance, Urban Fantasy
Themes: 2nd Chance Romance, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures, LGBTQ+ Gay, Multicultural & Interracial, Shapeshifters
Series: Jack & Gil (#4)
Multiverse: SearchLight Academy (#11)
Book Length: Box Set
Page Count: 470
Synopsis
Gilbert Sullivan, crown prince of the basilisks, hates his name, but he fears the rhyme may be prophecy.
Rhyme of Longing (Jack & Gil 1): When Prince Gilbert Sullivan meets Jack Sowerby, the new head of SearchLight, his attraction won’t let him stay away. Jack’s need for Prince Gilbert blossoms and he’s unable to resist — until he’s forcibly changed into a magical creature. Will their shattered relationship ever be restored?
Rhyme of Longing (Jack & Gil 2)
Jack is falling apart, but no one seems to notice. As Jack withdraws, the tide of war rises. Jack must find a way to regain his strength and determination or SearchLight will fall. And he’s convinced he must do it alone.
Rhyme of Love (Jack & Gil 3)
Gil struggles to hide his loss of status from Jack, but when he finally confesses, Jack blurts out his secret. Jack knows he screwed up. Well, almost. Running the risk of losing Gil, Jack must learn to lie convincingly, or he’ll lose SearchLight, his life, and Gil, as well.
Jack & Gil
Emily Carrington
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Copyright ©2025 Emily Carrington
Someone joined him out on the sidewalk. It wasn’t Agent Weinberg. It wasn’t a SearchLight agent he knew. There was regal bearing in the other’s posture as he crouched beside Jack. “Let me heal her.”
Jack didn’t protest, although he did skate his telepathic sense outward to determine if this was a magical creature. The fact that he’d said “heal” rather than “help” argued for him not being human. He came into contact with an impenetrable psychic wall and winced as his telepathic sense bounced off. Well, there weren’t all that many humans who could resist even his most casual reach. Ergo, this was a magical creature.
Jack nodded and said, “Go ahead.” He retreated inside his own head and as he pulled out his cell phone, unwilling to trust to others to call for help, he watched the broad-shouldered male beside him spit into his hand and press the palm against the wound even as he pulled the knife free.
Dragon, Jack thought. Dragons could heal with their saliva or a blood exchange. But this wasn’t a dragon Jack knew. And there were only four naturally born dragons working for SearchLight.
“Nine-one-one. What is your emergency?”
As Jack calmly talked, he watched the magical being tend the woman. He reported the attack, saying she’d lost some blood but that it didn’t look like a serious wound. He asked for police and an ambulance. He gave the address of the restaurant and watched as the dragon cleaned the wound with more saliva.
“You’re bleeding,” the dragon said.
Jack glanced down to see if he was talking to the woman, if she had started to struggle. That was when he saw his torn sleeve and the blood caking it. I’m running high on adrenaline. That’s why I didn’t feel it.
“Is someone else hurt?” the dispatcher asked.
“I have a cut on my arm but I’m not sure how bad it is,” Jack told her.
“An ambulance is on the way.”
The dragon spit in his hand again. Meeting Jack’s eyes, he asked, “May I look?”
Jack nodded. The dragon put his fingers into the wound and Jack swore.
“Sir?” asked the dispatcher as the feeling of being doused in iodine washed over Jack’s entire body.
“I’m…” He gasped. “I’m fine. He’s just checking the wound and…” He closed his eyes in an attempt to slow his racing heart. Because the magical person touching him wasn’t a dragon. A dragon’s saliva didn’t burn like this.
The male with his fingers in Jack’s arm was a basilisk. Jack instinctively turned his head away, afraid to look the other in the eyes. But he’d already done that once and he was still alive. So, he lifted his gaze to the other’s face and asked, “How bad is she?”
“She’ll definitely live.” He pulled his hand back. “As will you.” He looked regretfully at his fingers.
Screw keeping the dispatcher on the line. Jack hung up on her and said, “Go ahead. I give permission.”
The basilisk smiled. He had a handsome smile. “You’re very kind.” And he licked Jack’s blood from his fingertips. Jack turned his head away as his stomach gave a weird little flip.
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Emily Carrington is a multipublished author of male/male and transgender women’s speculative fiction. Seeking a world made of equality, she created SearchLight to live out her dreams. But even SearchLight has its problems, and Emily is looking forward to working all of these out with a host of characters from dragons and genies to psychic vampires. And in the contemporary world she’s named “Sticks & Stones,” Emily has vowed to create small towns where prejudice is challenged by a passionate quest for equality. Find her on Facebook at Shapeshifter Central or on her website.
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