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Email Address: rowanandtheo@gmail.com
Books By Theo Behr
Word Count: 17000
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Summary: Never will Wyte ever: Crush on a human. Look the guy up after 20 years. Fall in love. And if you believe that, he's got a bridge to sell you. Once upon a time, Tommy was Wyte's ideal. Playful. Funny. Passionate. (Strong enough to pin Wyte to the mattress and make him beg.) They spent their days apart. Wyte, in the faerie realm, bored and restless. Tommy, on the ice, a rising hockey star. But nights found them together in neon-lit clubs and cheap hotel rooms. Until the other fae found out. And Wyte was dragged back home, without even the chance to say goodbye. That was twenty years ago. Twenty years of Wyte trapped in the faerie realm. Twenty years of Tommy believing him dead. Now, Wyte's allowed one night back. One night with Tommy, just like it was. But Wyte hasn't changed, and Tommy's twenty years older. The closeted, immature man of Wyte's memories has grown up. Oh, he kisses with the same rough passion. But there's silver in his hair and new vulnerability in his eyes. And his kindness, the way he treats Wyte with indulgence and understanding, is unbearable. Because this is just one night. Come sunrise, the faerie realm will be waiting. And Wyte will never see Tommy again. White Rabbit, Silver Fox is a second-chance HFN romp with no cliffhangers. It features an indulgent former tough guy turned retired softie and a silly, playful rabbit fae with far more depth than he's entirely comfortable with. There's snark and dry humor out the ears, enough spice to make the eyes water, and reconciliation after too long apart. This is a standalone novella in the Fallen for a Fae series. Each book follows a different couple (though we do love cameos).
Word Count: 18000
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Summary: Dead boyfriends don't make booty calls. So why is the man Tom mourned for 20 years pouting for a kiss? Tom's never forgotten Wyte. The man he was too closeted to commit to. Too dedicated to his career as a rising hockey star. The man who never seemed to mind. Wyte kissed him under club lights and in cheap hotels. Until the day he disappeared. Dead. Tommy's sure of it. Then Wyte shows up again. Still 25, with claims of being a fae. Whatever that means. And it turns out, Tom's not sure of anything. Wyte's almost as Tom remembers. Pretty. Unpredictable. Insatiable. Only, there's a new, tempting fragility too. And Tom can't help but want to heal that hidden pain. Who could resist indulging a sweet treat with a sulky pout begging to be nipped into giggles? Or say no to a man eager to be worked over (and over and over) with rough affection? Certainly not Tom. But Wyte's already disappeared on him once. Tom knows better than to trust this. Tom tells himself it's a one night thing. Wyte's from another world. And the new intensity between them will only lead to a second heartbreak if Tom lets it. Better to keep it casual. If only he still knew how. Silver Fox, White Rabbit is a second-chance HFN romp with no cliffhangers. It features an indulgent former tough guy turned retired softie and a silly, playful rabbit fae with far more depth than he's entirely comfortable with. There's snark and dry humor out the ears, enough spice to make the eyes water, and reconciliation after too long apart. This is a standalone novella in the Fallen for a Fae series. Each book follows a different couple (though we do love cameos).
Word Count: 120000
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Summary: Fae aren't real. Soulbonds are woo-woo nonsense. And the man swooning in Bo's arms definitely isn't a kelpie. Bo Bo's made a career out of debunking the supernatural. His eager fans regularly tune in to discover what he'll disprove next. And Bo really should know better than to let them pick where he goes. It's supposed to be a routine visit to a so-called haunted house. But instead of dust and rats, Bo finds Everil: A strange, beautiful man who faints into his arms. Which, fine. Weirder things have happened. Except the man claims to be a kelpie. And Bo's soulbond. (Which explains why Bo can taste him, snowmelt and frozen grass, from across the room.) Bo should just walk away. Believing in magic has only ever hurt him. But he's always been too stubborn to take the easy route. Everil Everil's spent a century hiding from the Faerie realm and his abusive former soulbond. Now the man is back, and Faerie law makes his claim on Everil's soul inescapable. Which means Everil absolutely cannot give his soul to the brash, kind human who barges into his home. Unfortunately, his soul isn't keen on listening to him. Everil's ex will kill Bo if he finds him. To keep the human safe, Everil must break their bond. Only Bo rejects Everil's every attempt to protect him, offering rough reassurance in turn. A proper fae would insist. But Everil's always failed at being proper. And Bo's honey-sweet soul and wonder are impossible to resist. Despite the perils of homicidal dryads and duplicitous friends, Everil agrees to run. With Bo. Not from him. Everil is determined to protect his new soulbond. But he soon finds that the true risk comes with the lingering taste of Bo's kiss.
