The debut M/M sci-fi
thriller by Mann Ramblings is available on April 17. Buy links are below!

THE LUXORIAN FUGITIVE

Book One: Ship Logs of
the Santa Claus  

Buy Links:

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Luxorian-Fugitive-Ship-Santa-Claus-ebook/dp/B00V6KO1CG/

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Luxorian-Fugitive-Ship-Santa-Claus-ebook/dp/B00V6KO1CG/

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WIP: http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/the-luxorian-fugitive-by-mann-ramblings/

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theluxorianfugitive-1768560-145.html

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-luxorian-fugitive-mann-ramblings/1121637747?ean=9781925222388 

Blurb:

Sergeant Liam Jacks is the security chief of
transport vessel, The Santa Claus. He travels the planetary cluster with Marc
Danverse, his best friend and captain, seeking to escape his tortured past and
find some peace of mind.

Having been through a civil war together,
Danverse and Liam are close. Maybe too close…. All that changes when mysterious stranger,
Hadrian Jamison, an escaped Adonirati, books passage to Alpha Centauri. Can he
be trusted? Can the stories of his past be believed? As Liam’s fascination with Hadrian grows,
jealousy threatens to tear apart his friendship with Danverse.

When Hadrian’s owner shows up, Liam is forced
to go against orders in order to launch a rescue mission to save him.

The ensuing conflict may
be more than any of them expected.

Excerpt:

“Liam, are we going to be all right?” Danverse
hadn’t stopped fidgeting since he returned to the dock. The air of unease was
so out of character for the captain; Liam didn’t like it. Danverse not being in
charge would upset the sense of order to his universe.

Liam sighed. “Yeah. We’ll be fine. I’m just a
little embarrassed by it all. I wish I could find a better way to bury the
past.”

“You will. And you let me know if you need help
with anything.” Liam snorted. “Pervert.” “Not just that.” Danverse laughed. “I
mean with anything you need.” “I know.” It felt like the first time he’d smiled
in days.

Soon after that the first passenger came
aboard. Dr. Davis Cellus was a professor in his fifties who had been on
sabbatical and would be heading back to his regular life. He was heavyset, with
a thin goatee and shaved head, dressed in comfortable clothing that spoke of a
meager wage, but his manner indicated a modest lifestyle. Liam was convinced
his accounts were heavier than he let on.

They turned the second passenger away. Clearly
she had ignored the “No Hetero, No Female” rule. She had to be escorted off by
station security when she started arguing.

Danverse maintained that Mrs. Claus insisted
she would be the only female on the ship. Liam knew better.

Danverse hadn’t always placed such restrictions
on passengers, but the ship wasn’t designed with separate facilities. Privacy
wasn’t a focus on a military vessel and he didn’t want to spend the currency on
making the changes. Voyages lasting easily six or more weeks at a time became
tedious with complaints from hetero passengers unhappy about walking in on crew
members having sex in the shower room or other areas. Danverse had no interest
in changing the men’s habits. Non-hetero passengers complained less or joined
in. Since they didn’t have passengers on every trip, removing orientation and
gender issues made the whole process a lot easier. The captain liked it that
way.

Marley Keyes was next. He was a rough-looking
man with a medium build heading for a new job opportunity on Alpha Centauri. He
seemed uncomfortable and maintained an iron grip on the satchel strapped around
his shoulder. Marley claimed to have never been off planet before. Liam was
suspicious of the twitchy man, but the background check came up clean, so
another passenger joined the ship.

The boarding period was almost over before the
last person on the manifest appeared. Liam had to remind himself not to stare.
It was the hooded man from the café.

“I am Hadrian Jamison. I should have a
reservation for passage to Alpha Centauri. I hope I am in the right place.” The
man’s rich voice bore a subtle accent. Liam checked his list and scanned the
man’s hand. He seemed hesitant to be registered. Liam gave the data a cursory
glance and then turned the pad off. Danverse threw a questioning look in his
direction.

“I’m Captain Marc Danverse.” He shook Hadrian’s
hand. “And this is my security chief, Sergeant Liam Jacks.” As Hadrian turned
and traded greetings, Liam got his first proper look at the hooded man. Hadrian
was above average in size, just a little shorter than Danverse. His hand was
veined and strong. He sported wild, long, dark hair and dark facial stubble
over an olive complexion, and had the most entrancing eyes Liam had ever looked
into. Thick dark eyelashes outlined the white in stark contrast to ice-blue
irises ringed in sapphire. It was otherworldly, and he was gorgeous. Liam found
a heat rising in his chest as those beautiful eyes looked up at him through the
locks of hair falling haphazardly over his face.

“Do you have any other belongings to load?”
Danverse asked, glancing at where Liam’s and Hadrian’s hands were still
touching.

“No, thank you. The bag I am carrying is all I
need,” Hadrian said, nodding to the pack slung over his shoulder. He hesitantly
removed his hand from Liam’s.

“Then I can show you to your quarters,” Liam
offered. With one outstretched hand and the other lightly at Hadrian’s back, he
directed the last passenger up the steps. He noticed Danverse watching them
with a cocked eyebrow as they passed. His mouth was slightly open but he didn’t
say a word as they stepped on board. What the hell was that odd look about?

Bio:

Like many gay men, when MANN RAMBLINGS grew up,
there weren’t any heroes he could relate to. The world held him back while he
tried futilely to hide the real person inside. So much has changed since those
hollow days. He finally found his voice, the voice that says it’s all right to
revel in the so-called inappropriate joys, laughs, and loves that storm inside
a man’s head. It took a long time to find that courage and now that it’s here,
he plans to use it well.

While spending years more focused on visual
arts, he never let go of his innate passion for storytelling—he wanted to write
and draw comic books when he grew up. Once he discovered M/M fiction, a whole
new world opened with new possibilities. Why couldn’t you have fantastic and
dynamic tales with an M/M cast? He started reading the online tales of authors
like, Night Tempest, Rob Colton, and Alicia Nordwell, which only fueled within
him the need to create. Eventually he found GayAuthors.org, and with a little
coercive nudge from Night Tempest, started sharing his tales with an unexpected
level of positive response. That experience and support gave him the courage to
cross his fingers and aim for the world of M/M publishing.

Born and raised in Michigan, Mann Ramblings
continues to type away, wishing it was practical to use a noisy, old fashioned
keyboard that clacks with each strike, if only to annoy his loving partner and
spoiled miniature dachshund.

MANN RAMBLINGS can be found at:

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