by A.E. Via
Well hello all!!
I’m really happy to be here to talk about my latest release entitled: Bishop: A True Lover’s Story. Bishop’s story is my twentieth book I’ve written, and I still can’t quite believe it. A lot of people – especially my family – has asked me why I started writing gay romance, and all I can say is that it’s in my heart.
When I first wrote Blue Moon Too Good To Be True in 2013 I never imagined it’d be received with such love by such an amazing audience. This has been the greatest experience of my life and I’m far from stopping.
I hope you’ll enjoy this new one.
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At only thirty-two, Bishop Stockley has lived a hard-knock life. His gang was his family, the streets his home. Until the crew he’d always called his brothers betrayed him. After doing five years in a federal prison, Bishop is back at his dad’s trailer and working for his landscaping company, thrust into a legit world where he’s no longer the alpha—a world where a criminal record is the least of his disadvantages, because Bishop can’t read or write. Illiteracy had never been an obstacle for him on the streets, he didn’t need to know how to read Moby Dick to survive, he needed to know how to read people… and that was a hustle he’d learned hard and fast. Now, he had to change his life.
Bishop’s only support system was a young, inexperienced dad who’d insisted he call him Mike all their life—since they looked more like brothers than father and son. And his hot-tempered, childhood, best friend from ’juvie, Trent. Bishop already had the deck stacked against him, but he wasn’t afraid of hard work to change his situation, and he did want to change. Especially after he encountered Edison Scala, a kind-spirited office manager who didn’t hesitate to come to his defense… a man that saw past Bishop’s grass-stained coveralls. A man who wasn’t intimidated by his stern features and his silence.
Edison hadn’t grown up the way most of his peers had. He’d been raised by a single father who’d owned an old-fashioned barber shop where Edison was taught how to not only shave with a straight razor, and shine shoes, but also how to treat others, to not judge, to be a gentleman, to be respectful and speak without profanity. But, the biggest lesson he’d learned, was to always be himself. His lack of friends and a social life wasn’t his fault. No matter how much weight he gained, no matter how many times his staff called him a square, Edison did not need to change.
Bishop knew Edison was off-limits. He’d made personal vows to himself when he was released from prison, ones that he never intended to break. But, when Edison asked him about providing landscaping services at his home, there was no way he could refuse. He hadn’t expected Edison to feed him, praise him, encourage him, and look at him the way he did—as if Bishop was somebody. Mike and Trent warned him not to mix business with pleasure and he didn’t intend to.
No multiple pairings. No cliffhangers. Ends with a very, very HFN.
This book is a M/M contemporary romance, a hardened man’s struggle to find real love. There are no police chases or doors being kicked in, in this one. But, don’t worry. Bishop is still intense enough to keep you on the edge.
Available at: Amazon
An Excerpt from Bishop
The two rapid taps on the door before his secretary stuck her head in and blurted his name made him jump so hard, he banged his head against the window. His hand flew away from his dick and up to his face. Crap! “Mila,” Edison huffed, trying to get his mind to stop spinning. He felt so danggone busted. Like when his pop had caught him jerking off to a Blake Shelton video when he was sixteen. He half turned so she wouldn’t see what was still quite visible. “You should be courteous and wait until I say come in, please.”
She gave him a weird frown, and Edison tried not to squirm. How in the world had he let that happen? He was willing his erection to go down the best he could. He glanced out of the window and noticed the ground crew was up on their feet as if heading back to work, and he caught the back of Bishop’s huge body rounding the corner before disappearing. That was definitely for the best.
“But, I always… I’ve never…” Mila eased inside and closed the door behind her, leaning against the hard surface. Whenever she cocked her head to one side like that it made the perfectly asymmetrical bob hairstyle she wore tilt to one side. “Is everything okay? Rosemary said you looked upset after running into Jessica last week. She know you denied her leave time?”
Edison’s erection withered faster than a popped balloon. He’d tried to forget his coworker’s rude comment, but he’d been unsuccessful. Then after being caught fantasizing over the lawn guy, a guy he couldn’t snag in a million years, no matter if he lost those last twenty pounds or not, made it all so obvious. He went across his office and sat gingerly. “I told her and she wasn’t happy.”
“What did she expect? This isn’t a play place where you can come and go to work as you please. This isn’t Google. She’s so ditz.” Mila took her wide hands and held them up as if she was wringing a neck. “That cute little figure won’t get her as far as she thinks.”
Edison moved some papers around, not bothering to really see what he was doing. Mila sat across from him in one of the chairs facing his wide desk. “We sound like haters.”
“We do not,” Mila harrumphed. “I’d never hate on the malnourished.”
While Edison constantly struggled with his fluctuating weight, Mila was happy and proud to be plus-size and her husband was even happier. No one missed the way he looked at her at office functions or the way he stayed wrapped around her. So Edison knew that kind of love was possible for people who looked like him. It just hadn’t come his way.
About A.E. Via
A.E. Via has been a best-selling author in the beautiful gay romance genre for five years now, but she’s no stranger to MM. She’s been an avid reader of gay lit for over fifteen years before she picked up her laptop to place her own kiss on this genre. She’s also the founder and owner of Via Star Wings Books, having published a couple great new up and coming MM authors.
A.E. has a Bachelor of Arts in Criminal Justice from Virginia Wesleyan College that she used to start her own paralegal firm after she graduated in 2008. She spent five years preparing and filing bankruptcy petitions for struggling blue collar workers who couldn’t afford to file with a lawyer. It was a rewarding and satisfying career… but another path called to her. Writing.
A.E.’s writing embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to adventure, to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
Now that she’s gotten over her 10 books published hump, she’s kind of known now for her hardcore, play rough and love hard, bad boy, alphas. However, she does like to push herself to step out of her comfort zone, exploring different tropes, but she won’t push herself into a whole other genre. She’s head over heels for gay romance and she has tons of more hot stories to tell.
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