Stevie Woods:author of gay romantic fiction

June 14, 2013

More Than Chains To Bind – new excerpt!

MoreThanChains200x300When a Prince and his Guardian are captured, they never expect to end up as slaves forced to fight each other for their survival.


Our host had at last decided to introduce himself, odd name though it was. Though at his next statement if I’d been allowed to say anything I’d have been speechless! Mr. tall-good-looking had stood there and calmly told us that we’d be sold only after we’d been trained. Trained, damn it!

“You will remain here in the training area,” Cor’lyn went on, “and you will be schooled to fight with a variety of weapons and in unarmed combat. When I consider you are ready you will be sent to the market where patrons will bid against each other to purchase the best combatants. I warn you to give of your best; it will gain you nothing but pain to disobey.”

What kind of society was this? People taken into slavery for little more than some kind of barbaric entertainment! No wonder they’d only wanted the young and strong and I thanked my lucky stars that for whatever reason the leader of this group had decided to bring me along too.

I wasn’t worried about the training we were supposed to undergo, there wasn’t a weapon made that I couldn’t use, but I was worried about Liander. While I had taught him enough that he could competently protect himself, he was no warrior. That was when it hit me that if we were training together Liander and I—

“You will be divided into groups for the training, and you will remain chained to each other as an added precaution against escape.”

Fuck! Was the man reading my mind?

“Hear me!” Cor’lyn said sharply. “There is no chance of escape from the arena.” His gaze slid over all of us and I could have sworn for a moment it settled on me. “Even if by some miracle you could accomplish the impossible and get beyond the guards and the high wall, there is nowhere for you to go. Outside the city, beyond the growing area there is only desert for hundreds of miles.”

I found it odd that he made no mention of the ocean. I guessed the harbor area was guarded and, then again, home was many days across the sea. It would be enough of a deterrent to most men for sure, but Liander and I were not most men. And we had to trust that the others would not let that piece of information out. So far, we were just two more members of the tribe of the seven villages and we needed to keep it that way.

The guards moved among us again then, removing the long chain linking us all together and removing the waist chains too, leaving only the manacles on our ankles linking us in pairs.

“Your training will begin in earnest tomorrow, you will be allowed to bathe, eat and rest tonight. You will split into two sections, one section will take the left hall while the others take the right.”

This was my chance, if only I could get in the same section as Liander. I began to drag Ledo towards the other end of the line when suddenly Cor’lyn blocked my path.

“Ah, the tall one. You intrigue me. I see a wolf among the sheep. You will bear watching. I also think I want to keep you from…” He smiled and glanced in Liander’s direction. I could see him attempting to hang back but he was being pushed towards the left hall by the guards. Turning back to me, Cor’lyn continued, “That one interests me too.” His eyes narrowed as he considered me and I felt a chill creep up my spine. For whatever reason, Cor’lyn knew there was something different about Liander and me, and that made him dangerous.

Cor’lyn raised his chin at one of guards and indicated with a nod of his head that Ledo and I should be taken to the right hall and, with a prod of the guard’s weapon, I turned away from Liander.

I glanced back over my shoulder and Liander was walking with his back turned to me, head dipped. Fortil turned, saw me watching, and he grinned and licked his lips.

If that bastard as much as laid one hand on Liander… But what the hell could I do locked behind another door across this huge compound?

Available in eBook and Print from Amber Quill Press

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June 9, 2013

Coming Soon – Another Secret!

I just realized that it’s only two weeks now until the release of my novella, Another SAnotherSecret_medecret. The book is described as gay dark fantasy/werewolf and is my first foray into writing a werewolf story.

Here’s an idea of what the story is about:

Leland is afraid to confess his secret to his best friend, Drew, but knows it isn’t something he can hide any longer. On his way to talk with Drew he is shocked to discover that Drew has a secret too, one Leland’s not sure how to deal with: Drew is a werewolf.

The book is also part of the Amber Allure Pax: I Know What You Did! All the books are released individually on the same day, but there is a discount if you purchase all five:)

I love the cover for Another Secret, it fits perfectly with the way I see the character of Drew:)  Keep an eye on the Amber Quill Press site on 23rd July for its release.

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May 5, 2013

ZIMAYA HEIGHTS, gay romantic fantasy

ZimayaHeights200x300The jungle may be hot and dangerous, but it’s nothing compared to the scorching heat sparking between Will and Gant.



Gant pulled the towel from his hair as the washroom door was sharply closed. He frowned and looked at the door, wondering if he’d missed something. Shrugging, he dropped the towel and quickly pulled on pair of loose sleep pants. He usually didn’t bother with the top but he thought he’d better wear one tonight. Will seemed to be particularly nervous at sleeping by his side.

Sighing, Gant pulled on the top and flopped down on the bed, wishing it was already next morning. He firmly believed it was going to be a long night.

As if in confirmation, Will walked out of the washroom, clad only in a towel. “Doesn’t this place run to robes?” he asked.

“Apparently, just lots of towels.” Gant grinned, eyes tracking up and down Will’s body. He made himself glance away before Will realized what he was doing.

Will looked unsure for a moment before he grabbed his night attire and took it back into the washroom.

Gant was at once both relieved and frustrated. He would have loved to see Will in all his naked glory, but knew very well it would have been a mistake. He rolled off the bed and turning back the covers he slid underneath them, and lay back, waiting for Will to return, which he did almost immediately. Will glanced at Gant lying in the bed but didn’t say anything. He walked swiftly around to the other side and climbed into the bed.

Still not looking at him, Will flicked off the light bar over the bed, saying, “See you in the morning,” as he did so.

Gant felt the bed dip as Will settled. Gant allowed his eyes to become accustomed to the dim light before turning to look at Will. The man was lying on his back, his arms placed rigidly by his side on top of the covers. He looked more like a statue than a living man and seemed decidedly uncomfortable.

“Relax, Will, or neither of us is going to get any sleep,” Gant said gently. “You trust me, don’t you? And I trust you. Just relax.”

Softly, Will spoke, “Of course I trust you. I’ll try. I’m not even sure why I feel so tense.”

Gant didn’t say anything else; he just turned onto his side, his back to Will. He kept his breathing as even as he could, listening. After a few moments, the bed dipped again as Will also turned over, and eventually he heard Will’s breathing slow and even out. When he thought Will was finally asleep, Gant allowed himself to relax.

* * * *

Surely it can’t be morning already, Gant thought, feeling more tired that he expected. Then as he became more aware, he realized it wasn’t the approaching dawn that had woken him, it was the weight of the arm thrown across his hip. He was still lying on his side but now he was facing Will and sometime during the night, Will had draped his arm over Gant’s side, his fingers splayed on the small of Gant’s back.

The warmth and weight of Will’s arm and hand on his skin sent goose bumps skittering along his spine, and Gant had to stifle a gasp as his cock rose in response to the sensation. But though Gant would have liked nothing better than to indulge his senses with Will, he acknowledged that the feelings welling in him were not just those of sexual desire. He was filled with an emotional need to take care of Will, to protect him and ensure he received whatever it was he wanted from life. He wished that Will could reciprocate the feeling, that Will could feel that same need in respect of him, but he knew that was expecting too much.

Will’s face was only inches from Gant’s. He could feel the gentle breaths wafting towards him. Gant hadn’t even realized he had lifted his hand to caress the beloved face until he saw his own hand a mere inch from Will’s face. Reluctantly, Gant lowered his hand. At least he could look his fill while Will was asleep. It was just a shame that his eyes were closed, Gant felt he could happily fall into the depths of those deep blue eyes and never come out. Smiling at his own sentimentality, Gant knew he couldn’t indulge himself like this; it would only hurt him in the end, though that was most likely going to happen anyway. It was hard to avoid when your feelings were unrequited.

Very carefully, Gant slid out from under Will’s arm but before he was free, Will mumbled something under his breath, frowned and then rolled onto his back, his arm slipping from Gant’s body. Taking one last look at Will, Gant swung his legs over and sat on the edge of the bed. He glanced over at the window and saw that dawn was indeed rising. Knowing there was no way he could get back into bed with Will, Gant stood and moved quietly to the washroom.

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April 22, 2013

Twists and Turns is now for sale on Amazon!

TwistsAndTurns200x300Finally sorted out the delay with Amazon and ‘Twists and Turns’ is now for sale on Kindle!

Also available to buy on All Romance eBooks and Smashwords.


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