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Book Title: Adam’s Trial (Trials in Abingdon Book Two)
Author: JM Wolf
Cover Artist: Rue Volley
Release Date: July 27, 2018
Genre/s: Gay Fiction, Gay Romance, May/December, Contemporary
Blurb
“Sometimes, facing your personal trial could be a life or death situation. Do you have the courage to overcome the obstacles in your life before time runs out?”
Determined to protect his older brother’s wedding, professional chef Jerrick Ramhart makes a deal with his cruel, homophobic parents. One that involves keeping his true desires locked away and deceiving his brother Gerard and his new family in Abingdon. In exchange, his parents agree to leave Gerard and his fiancé Jace alone. Jerrick doesn’t mind the sacrifice, just as long as Gerard gets the happily ever after he deserves. What he doesn’t expect is a fateful encounter with a wild, red-headed pop star. An encounter that threatens to expose Jerrick’s secret life.
Recording artist Adam “Adam Love” Walker is known for living his life the way he wants. Doing and saying whatever he wants and not caring who likes it. Why shouldn’t he? After all, Adam isn’t sure when his life will suddenly come to an end. But after an unforgettable night with a sexy chef, Adam starts singing a different tune. Jerrick is everything Adam wants in a man, but what’s the point of being in a relationship if he can’t promise Jerrick forever?
What happens when polar opposites with secrets cross paths in the most unexpected way? Adam begins to show Jerrick what it’s like to be free, and Jerrick is slowly showing Adam what life has to offer him. As stubborn as these two are, will they learn to accept each other before one of them checks out forever?
TRIGGER WARNING
This book contains sexual adult content, mental and physical health issues, minor violence, and talks of death.
*This is Book 2 in the series, but can be read as a standalone story - no cliffhangers*
Excerpt
Well now things were getting interesting. If he wanted us to have alone time, did that mean we were finally going to be together? Or was I reading the situation wrong?
“O-Oh.” I said dumbly.
Adam chuckled and slowly headed toward me, like a lion getting ready to pounce on his pray. Adam sure was primal enough to devour me.
Feeling my heart speed up, I began walking backwards until I felt my back against the counter, unable to move anywhere else. But Adam kept coming until his chest was firmly pressed against mine. He was so fucking close his scent tickled my nostrils. He smelled of Cinnamon and…wow…ginger, and it was already becoming my favorite fragrance. Maybe I could bottle it up for myself. Eau de Ginger. Or I could probably make a profit off it.
“What are you snickering about?” Adam asked in amusement.
“Nothing.”
“Liar.”
I chuckled “Okay fine. I was thinking about how good you smell.”
“Oh? Is that right?” Adam purred as he slowly ran his tongue from my left collar bone and up my neck.
“Fuck,” I panted, feeling my erection growing painfully hard.
“You know what I’m thinking about, Mr. Sexy chef?”
I shook my head since it felt like my voice was no longer available for use.
Gripping my bicep with his right hand, Adam reached up with his left to grip my hair and forcibly tilt my head back. He growled as he bit down on my neck and sucked on the skin.
My mouth hung open as a moan of pleasure left me. My whole body vibrated, and if it wasn’t for him pinning me to the counter I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be standing up at that moment.
Once Adam was done leaving his mark on me, he licked the dark spot he left behind before trailing his tongue up to my ear and began nipping at my lobe.
“Fuck, Adam!” I whimpered, not caring how needy I sounded.
I was sure if he kept this up I’d end up jizzing in my pants without even touching my throbbing dick.
“I’m thinking that I’m sick of playing games with you.” Adam whispered in my ear.
“W-What? W-W-What do you mean?” I panted in a shaky breath.
Adam licked along the ridge of my ear before saying, “I mean that this tip toeing back and forth about our relationship is getting old. I’m fucking tired of waiting. I want you Jerrick. I want you so fucking bad. If you don’t feel the same way, tell me now. Because otherwise, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop.”
Oh, halle-fucking-lujah! Praise Jesus!
“Want you! Need you! Please, Adam take me! Please!” I begged.
Well now things were getting interesting. If he wanted us to have alone time, did that mean we were finally going to be together? Or was I reading the situation wrong?
“O-Oh.” I said dumbly.
Adam chuckled and slowly headed toward me, like a lion getting ready to pounce on his pray. Adam sure was primal enough to devour me.
Feeling my heart speed up, I began walking backwards until I felt my back against the counter, unable to move anywhere else. But Adam kept coming until his chest was firmly pressed against mine. He was so fucking close his scent tickled my nostrils. He smelled of Cinnamon and…wow…ginger, and it was already becoming my favorite fragrance. Maybe I could bottle it up for myself. Eau de Ginger. Or I could probably make a profit off it.
“What are you snickering about?” Adam asked in amusement.
“Nothing.”
“Liar.”
I chuckled “Okay fine. I was thinking about how good you smell.”
“Oh? Is that right?” Adam purred as he slowly ran his tongue from my left collar bone and up my neck.
“Fuck,” I panted, feeling my erection growing painfully hard.
“You know what I’m thinking about, Mr. Sexy chef?”
I shook my head since it felt like my voice was no longer available for use.
Gripping my bicep with his right hand, Adam reached up with his left to grip my hair and forcibly tilt my head back. He growled as he bit down on my neck and sucked on the skin.
My mouth hung open as a moan of pleasure left me. My whole body vibrated, and if it wasn’t for him pinning me to the counter I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be standing up at that moment.
Once Adam was done leaving his mark on me, he licked the dark spot he left behind before trailing his tongue up to my ear and began nipping at my lobe.
“Fuck, Adam!” I whimpered, not caring how needy I sounded.
I was sure if he kept this up I’d end up jizzing in my pants without even touching my throbbing dick.
“I’m thinking that I’m sick of playing games with you.” Adam whispered in my ear.
“W-What? W-W-What do you mean?” I panted in a shaky breath.
Adam licked along the ridge of my ear before saying, “I mean that this tip toeing back and forth about our relationship is getting old. I’m fucking tired of waiting. I want you Jerrick. I want you so fucking bad. If you don’t feel the same way, tell me now. Because otherwise, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop.”
Oh, halle-fucking-lujah! Praise Jesus!
“Want you! Need you! Please, Adam take me! Please!” I begged.
About the Author
JM Wolf never thought he would one day say that he's a published M/M romance author. Having a poet for a mother and a sister to once ran a blog, it was only a matter of time before JM discovered his writing genes. In the beginning, his sole purpose in life was to be a singer/songwriter. Writing lyrics was the first step putting his thoughts onto paper. Even while singing, JM always found time to dabble with writing little short stories but never thought too much about it.
Once he reached adulthood, his music dreams left him, but not the feeling for writing down what was in his mind. However, that didn't mean music no longer played a part in JM's life. His debut book The Black Feather was inspired by one of his favorite songs. Whether lyrics or love stories, you will always find JM's heart and soul in every word on paper.
JM Wolf lives in Chesapeake, VA with his husband and in-laws. When he's not writing, you can always find reading a good book, spending time with the love of his life, or jamming out to music. He didn't pick the world of literature, the literary world picked him.
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