By guest blogger Kele Moon
Completing my first novel was just the start of a long, wonderful journey that keeps getting better with every step. Within a week of finishing Beyond Eden I found out that not only had I created a beautiful manuscript I was very proud of--I was also pregnant.
I did spend over six months tinkering with Beyond Eden while laid up. I finally decided to just submit it because I could sit there and rearrange words and comas forever. Nearing the end of a very high-risk pregnancy, it was essentially a submit and forget situation with my manuscript. Perhaps lucky for me as I would have agonized over it if I wasn’t preparing for the arrival of our daughter.
Huge and uncomfortable, on bed rest and tired of being nine months pregnant I was sitting in the doctor’s office waiting for them to schedule the date my daughter would be born. To be honest, I was so excited to have my daughter I couldn’t imagine my day getting any better. I was waiting with bated breath as they scheduled it; wanting to know what day would be the one we’d celebrate every year from that point forward. Imagine my surprise when my husband came running into the room, phone in hand, showing me an email I had received from Ellora’s Cave.
I was wrong, my day could get so much more exciting!!
I walked out of that office knowing my daughter was going to be born in less than a week and I was going to be a published author. It was literally the day my life changed and it’s been such an exciting ride ever since.
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Blurb for “Beyond Eden”
Three lifelong friends find themselves tangled in a web of love, pain and dangerous secrets in this erotic Garden of Eden tale.
Tall, dark and handsome Danny Carlow has always gotten whatever he wants except for the two he wants more than anything—his best friends, lovers Paul and Eve. Determined, he waits like a snake in the grass, poised for the right moment to offer them a temptation too delicious to resist.
Artist Eve Everton makes the painful decision to leave behind her true love Paul for the Siren’s call of New York City. Ten years later with her life in shambles, she returns home. When Paul’s waiting arms aren’t available, Eve falls for Danny’s charm and finds herself a willing accomplice in the dangerous games Danny plays.
Former college football star, Paul Mattling is now a successful attorney with a bright future ahead of him. But behind those brilliant blue eyes are secret desires for a taste of the forbidden. Will he play it safe or will he give into Danny and Eve and bite the apple?a
“Stand up and turn around,” Danny said and then leaned into Paul when he did so, blocking Eve’s view of his back.
He rested his cheek against Paul’s shoulder as his arm wrapped around his waist. Danny was bare-chested too, wearing jeans instead of black suit pants and together the two of them made Eve gape at their beauty.
With enough paint, canvas and film, Eve could use Paul and Danny to feed her muse for all time. That’s how beautiful they were together to her. Her mind stopped seeing beauty in the world outside the two of them standing there together and neither of them realized they had just ruined Eve’s art for the rest of her life. Nothing she ever created would be beautiful unless it had one or both of them in it somehow and it occurred to her that she was going to be selling her body to Danny an awful lot. She couldn’t bear the thought of not creating art and any art that didn’t capture the dark magnificence of two beautiful men who were slave and Master to each other seemed pointless and dull. She’d sooner die than paint anything less than what her artist eyes were seeing in front of her.
“You don’t want Evie to see these marks on your back, do you, Paul Guy?” Danny asked softly, whispering the words into the curve of Paul’s neck. “I want you to tell her why you don’t want her to see these.”
“Because I got them for refusing to give Eve to you,” Paul whispered in misery. “And now they’re useless.”
“Why are they useless?”
“You knew that,” Paul said, turning around to glance at her over his other shoulder with a look on his face that told her he had assumed she had known it all along.
“I did?” Eve squeaked and her face scrunched up in a fight against completely breaking down in front of both of them.
“Yeah, I told you I’d love you forever.”