Come What May
All Saints Book One
By A.M. Arthur
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: May 23rd, 2016
Carina Press
Jonas needs Tate. He just doesn't know it yet.
Or at least, he doesn't want to admit it. Because there is no way Jonas Ashcroft is gay. He's a straight, carefree frat boy player, just like any good son of a conservative state senator. If only his struggle to convince everyone—especially himself—didn't leave him so miserable. No matter how many girls or bottles he drowns himself in, Jonas can neither escape nor accept who he is.
Enter Tate. He's smart, confident, and instantly sees right through Jonas's surly exterior. Sure, he's done things in life he's not proud of, but he knows who he is and what he wants. And what he wants is Jonas. As their easy friendship intensifies into something more, Tate introduces Jonas to a life he's never known. One filled with acceptance and sex and a love that terrifies and excites them both.
But some inner demons refuse to be shaken off so easily. When Jonas's old life barges in, he faces a shattering choice, one that could destroy everything he and Tate have fought so hard for. Sometimes love just isn't enough—and sometimes it's exactly what you need.
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Or at least, he doesn't want to admit it. Because there is no way Jonas Ashcroft is gay. He's a straight, carefree frat boy player, just like any good son of a conservative state senator. If only his struggle to convince everyone—especially himself—didn't leave him so miserable. No matter how many girls or bottles he drowns himself in, Jonas can neither escape nor accept who he is.
Enter Tate. He's smart, confident, and instantly sees right through Jonas's surly exterior. Sure, he's done things in life he's not proud of, but he knows who he is and what he wants. And what he wants is Jonas. As their easy friendship intensifies into something more, Tate introduces Jonas to a life he's never known. One filled with acceptance and sex and a love that terrifies and excites them both.
But some inner demons refuse to be shaken off so easily. When Jonas's old life barges in, he faces a shattering choice, one that could destroy everything he and Tate have fought so hard for. Sometimes love just isn't enough—and sometimes it's exactly what you need.
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No stranger to the writing world, A.M. Arthur has been creating stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long. She credits an early fascination with male friendships and "bromance" (and "The Young Riders") with her later discovery of and subsequent affair with m/m romance stories. When not writing, she can be found in her kitchen, pretending she's an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments
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I’ve never been shy about telling folks I grew up watching horror movies. Freddy Krueger and the Crypt Keeper were heroes of mine. I loved scary stuff from a young age. Also mix in a healthy dose of other SF/F films like Star Wars, Legend, and Willow, and I’ve been around the paranormal and unknown since I was a school kid.
So you know what scares me? Not masked killers or rabid dogs or dragons. No. I’m terrified of a five minute sequence near the end of Superman 3. You know, the one with Richard Pryor and the giant, living computer? Yeah, that movie. It wasn’t as awful as Superman 4: The Quest for Peace, but it was bad. Anyway, remember near the end when everyone decides to shut down the massive computer, but the computers comes to life and starts protecting itself? Aside from that creepiness, how about when it snatches up main baddy Robert Vaughn’s equally bad sister and turns her into a scary-ass robot?
The first time we watched this movie as a family, I ran and hid in the kitchen. I kid you not.
I had nightmares about that robot lady.
As an adult, I tried watching this on cable a few months ago.
Nope. Still couldn’t do it without hiding my eyes.
It’s funny how our brains work, isn’t it? That I can watch all sorts of creepy, scary movies with beheadings and guttings and all kinds of general misery, but it’s a freakish robot lady who scares the crap out of me, even as a grownup.
What oddball, possibly irrational thing scares you?
- What's an unknown unique fact about you?
I’ve never been shy about telling folks I grew up watching horror movies. Freddy Krueger and the Crypt Keeper were heroes of mine. I loved scary stuff from a young age. Also mix in a healthy dose of other SF/F films like Star Wars, Legend, and Willow, and I’ve been around the paranormal and unknown since I was a school kid.
So you know what scares me? Not masked killers or rabid dogs or dragons. No. I’m terrified of a five minute sequence near the end of Superman 3. You know, the one with Richard Pryor and the giant, living computer? Yeah, that movie. It wasn’t as awful as Superman 4: The Quest for Peace, but it was bad. Anyway, remember near the end when everyone decides to shut down the massive computer, but the computers comes to life and starts protecting itself? Aside from that creepiness, how about when it snatches up main baddy Robert Vaughn’s equally bad sister and turns her into a scary-ass robot?
The first time we watched this movie as a family, I ran and hid in the kitchen. I kid you not.
I had nightmares about that robot lady.
As an adult, I tried watching this on cable a few months ago.
Nope. Still couldn’t do it without hiding my eyes.
It’s funny how our brains work, isn’t it? That I can watch all sorts of creepy, scary movies with beheadings and guttings and all kinds of general misery, but it’s a freakish robot lady who scares the crap out of me, even as a grownup.
What oddball, possibly irrational thing scares you?
