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We're up to chapter 67 of If I Lay Here, and chapter 8 of Remittance. Here's an excerpt from the latter :

The Plethorian had been sitting quietly on the edge of his simple bed but as soon as August joined him in the small greenhouse he'd jumped to his feet. His eyes were still lowered and his hands hung loosely at his side. August could see how healthy John had been and how frail he was now. If he had been human, he had no doubt he'd have pitied the man and would have had no trouble caring for him but he wasn't human. August shook his head and struggled to find something to say.

SA PAYNE



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Chapters 62 & 63 of If I Lay Here were posted within the last week, and chapter 6 of Remittance was posted this past Monday. Here's an excerpt:

The man was obviously a Brother of Mercy in his black robes and simple sandals but the resemblance to Edward ended there. This man was a head taller than Edward and his skin wasn’t just dark it was ebony black. His hair was pulled into neat, tight rows of braids that followed his skull to the base of his neck where the braids hung onto his shoulder. Each one was finished with a dark bead that clicked softly together as the man moved. There was an easy smile on his soft lips and the whites of his eyes nearly glowed against his dark skin. The man was disturbingly handsome and August wasn’t sure he could get his eyes off of him.

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We're up to chapter 61 of If I Lay Here, and chapter 5 of Remittance....

“Their hair isn’t like ours, there’s a small nerve near the root in each one. It’s highly sensitive and hurts to pull on it. It’s almost more like cat whiskers than hair. Tying it up like that would be painful because it’s being yanked against the proper way it’s to fall. They learned pretty early on that if they cut a captive’s hair or shaved their head upon detention there would be no subduing them short of death. So they quickly adapted policy and left that aspect alone.” Edward explained. “I’ve had to become a little bit of an expert on them.”

SA PAYNE


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Chapter 2 of Remittance and chapter 57 of If I Lay Here were posted last week, along with a brand new short! Here's a little peek of the Meatloaf & Roses, a little Valentine's treat from Sarah:

He'd tucked Rez into bed with a kiss and worked until after dawn before exhaustion had pulled him down. Andy had washed off the paint and stripped off his clothes and crawled in beside where Rez was curled up into a ball of creamy pale skin and scattered vibrant lavender hair. It made him smile to see his lover sleeping soundly but as he slipped under the covers Rez sighed and rolled over. SA PAYNE
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Two new chapters of If I Lay Here were posted last week (55&56), and.... EXCITING NEWS! Chapter 1 of a brand new story, entitled Remittance, started posting. Here's a preview:

“Ah…oh…oh…please…oh…” His hand slipped away from the cropped hair and he lost his fight for control. August moaned and writhed against the wood door as he spilled himself freely as his husband swallowed with ease. He would have slid down the door to pool in a pile of arms and legs on the floor any other time but a light was blinking on the door frame and there was no time for giving in to his weak knees.

SA PAYNE



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If I Lay Here

Chapter 53: That let Riley move away from the camp. He snuck off slowly, careful of each footstep until he was some distance away. Instead of going off into the woods he simply followed the tree line parallel to the road just in case for some reason he did get turned around he could find his way back to the car with ease. He was starting to really like the night. It was quiet and the silence was soothing on his ears and it was dark which soothed eyes that always felt strained by too much light. Mostly he was liking it because it gave him time to think without Noah's fluid mood and emotions always battering at him in distraction.

Chapter 54:
Riley knew why she stopped fighting, he could feel it. John was sick of her, sick of the drama and odd changes. He was overwhelmed and at his wits end. Riley knew as keenly as Michelle knew, that if she stayed he'd leave her anyway and without his help she wouldn't make it. She as out of options because her husband needed to abandon her care to someone else. The only reason she stopped fighting was because she had no where else to go but down to the camp that smelled wrong to her.

SA PAYNE


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A Summertime Storm

Chapter 66: It would have been enough to just join with Ilan so easily, so simply. The younger man was obviously content with what they were sharing and he was barely doing anything. It would be easy to just leave it as it was and Ilan would never know any better. The other man had such little experience that he’d never know it could be more. Tarin should have been willing to leave it at that but he wasn’t inexperienced. Instead of pulling to bring Ilan closer Tarin tried to get the man off his lap.

Chapter 67: He nearly blushed at the memory of the moans and cries he’d given voice to because Tarin was so quiet. His lips were parted, his breath came in short explosive bursts but little sound was slipping from the slender throat. Tarin’s face was distorted with what looked to be the same mix of pleasure and pain Ilan had felt. Black hair was stuck to the unusual pale skin like slender branches of a tree against the full moon’s silver.


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“We shouldn’t do this…” Tarin eventually whispered. “We’ll have to part sooner or later.”

Ilan petted the back of Tarin’s head, thrilled again by the feel of the black silken threads under his fingers. “Than let that be pain be enough for you…” He whispered back. His hand drifted from the thick hair down the tense spine and the soft touch made Tarin’s arms tighten around him. “Let me…” he sighed. “Please…” he kissed the side of the head pressed against him.
“Please…”




SA PAYNE
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Chapter 51 of If I Lay Here was posted on the 11th, and chapter 64 of A Summertime Storm was posted on the 12th. Click the link to log in and read the chapters!!!

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