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The Liar

marcus patrick6Excerpt from The Liar. I realize the first post I made was taken from a portion that could probably not be understood without more detail so here is my second attempt.

Jasha Osei was a rare breed. The kind of man who thought he wanted to run the show when his every action was begging for someone else to take the reins. Jasha seemed startled when Dade asked him to help prepare the chicken salad he had planned for lunch, but the man responded beautifully to direction. Jasha never made objections or hesitated to do what he was told.

Dade also introduced some experimental touches into their interplay. While they worked around each other in the kitchen, Dade made sure he brushed against the other man, or when he was demonstrating the proper way to slice a tomato or peel a cucumber he made sure to hover too close, to crowd Jasha without alarming the man.

Again, Jasha responded in the way he predicted, pressing into his touches, leaning his weight back against Dade without seeming to know what he was doing. Jasha was a hedonist in disguise; his true nature locked away because of fearing generalizations and the dictates of society. Successful men in America were dominant, aggressive, skirtchasers and to be anything else was to be less of a man.

Dade had heard it all, but the difference between him and Jasha was that he knew better.  Men came with all kinds of appetites and there was no right or wrong way to be. Jasha probably thought his desire to be dominated was kinky and outrageous, but really, he’d only just touched the tip of the iceberg.

There is so much that I would teach you.

Cuffs. Collars. Obedience training. Dade could hardly wait to start, but he had a feeling Jasha would fight him all the way. A professional liar could do his job so well that he even began to fool himself.


Sitting down to lunch, Jasha was wary of what Dade wanted from him. He could tell the man wanted something. He could read the anticipation in his body language, could see it in those assessing eyes. And then there were the touches. Jasha couldn’t tell if Dade thought he was being subtle or didn’t care if he knew it was on purpose.

He should probably speak up and tell him to stop. He wasn’t the type to bite his tongue, only now he found that the words wouldn’t come. Truth be told, he liked the touches. They were so unlike the fluttery touches of his ex-fiancee. Dade’s touches were sure, firm, directing his actions— fraying his nerves.

Jasha had chosen to sit in the farthest seat from Dade. He wasn’t thinking properly when Dade was too close. It was confusing and a bit scary to realize Dade went to his head like a shot of Novocain. He wasn’t sure what it was about the man that made him more docile than he was used to. Sure, Dade was handsome, sinfully so, but lots of men were handsome, cocky, self-assured, and bossy.

But none of them were Dade Savage.

*Picture above is what Jasha Osei looks like in my head. He is of mixed ancestry. Irish, Portugese,  and West African.


Gideon sits down with author Sage Whistler

Gideon:  Hanging out at the PM Club I meet the most interesting people. I’ve invited a few new friends over to the Playground today. Please give a warm welcome to the beautiful Ms. Sage Whistler and her hero from her new book “G-Strain,” Kenano.

Sage thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule to join me. It’s great to have you both here today. Why don’t you tell our reader’s a little about yourself?


Sage: Well, I’m twenty-two years old. I was born in the south but grew up in Connecticut. I’m a multi-published author of gay fiction/erotica currently published with Cacoethes Publishing House, but I plan to spread my wings. I’ve been telling stories since I could talk, writing stories since I learned the basics, and writing professionally for a year.

Nothing wrong with spreading your wings, I find you need to do that sometimes. *smiles and extends his wings over Sage’s shoulders* So, your new book is called G-Strain, starring this handsome gentleman beside you, correct?

S: Ah, yes. This is Kenano: tall, handsome, skin the color of coffee with moderate cream. Dreads! Hehe What is there not to like, right? He was supposed to be sharing a story with his friend Jared. A unique concept for writing I am sure, because most authors have one main protagonist, not two. But I love both him and Jared equally. I couldn’t decide who got center stage first, though I think Kenano kind of stole the show.

That happens sometimes. One time I was with this one goddess and another came along and…but I digress. *grins* Kenano you make your first appearance in G-Strain, tell us a little bit about where you fit into this intergalactic tale? I’ve heard some juicy secrets, but I’m sure our readers would like to hear it from your lips.

Kenano:  Well, first I just like to say it’s an honor to be here. And thank you for having me. It’s true, my first appearance was in G-Strain. At first I was a little worried that Sage wasn’t going to tell my story, so I had to bug her. You’re familiar with Patrick Swayze’s role in the movie Ghost, right? I was something of an apparition that haunted Sage day in and day out until she sat down and listened to my story. She brought her laptop and started typing, and before long I was running around on Earth trying to avoid my destiny, when in reality it was already flowing through my veins. I don’t want to give too much away, but I think it’s safe to say I got caught and carted off to Lykur. The adventure really starts the moment I set foot on the Lykurgan space ship.

How did you meet the aliens? Were you alone?

K: At first I was alone, but I met up with another man who had the G-Strain. I lucked out. I now know that it is extremely rare to have the gene. Anyway, when everyone else on Earth was frozen stiff, Jared and I were running around until we got caught. The Lykurgans came down on foot to capture us. Might I add, it was the best thing that ever happened to me, although you couldn’t have convinced me of that at the time.

Kidnapped, huh? Well that must have been a very frightening ordeal. Jared would you like to add a little something to this?

Jared: Oh, yes, please! Kenano is being modest. He was the glue that held my poor tortured psyche together. I am always grateful that I met him on the day the Lykurgans came for us. Without him I don’t know what I would have done. By the way, I’m the second part to this two man duo. You’ll be seeing more of me in the sequel.

Sequel? I like the sound of that. Tell me, how did you feel once you learned what was expected of you from the aliens?

K:  At first I was scared, though I was hesitant to admit it at first. Readers will see what I mean if they pick up the book. Then the fear morphed into anger. It’s not every day a man is told he cannot go home and is stranded with a bunch of cerulean-blue giants. After I learned more about whom and what I was, the anger slowly melted into understanding. As I said before: I wouldn’t change a thing I’ve gone through. It’s made me a better man.

J:  I for one was scared as HELL! I was sweating and everything. And I mean I’m gay and Kenano is not so I know that he must have been sweating major bullets. *shrugs his shoulders in the face of Kenano’s glare* What? I wasn’t the one who had to deal with overbearing Nurak! Though I wouldn’t have minded. Lol *blinks innocently at Kenano* I kid, I kid.

*throws his head back laughing* Jared, you’re a piece of work. So without giving too much away, Kenano can you share a little about what happens once you meet Nurak?

K: *blushes* Readers will just have to read the book if they want to find out about the ukaii. Like you said I don’t want to spoil the surprise. But I will say that I can’t even sit in this chair properly. My back isn’t as terribly sensitive as it used to be because I’ve gotten so used to the ukaii, but I still hesitate to put a lot of pressure on my back. *pause* Shut up, Jared. Don’t even say it.

J: What? *laughs*

K: Other than having the ukaii put on me to aid our communication, we underwent a hell of a battle just to get to Lykur. Ever heard of the Moraghs? Two words: Sharp claws. I’m just glad that Nurak and his kind heal easily.

 Is that the big lug hiding out there in the shadows?

K: Yeah, I had to pry him off the ship with a crowbar. *laughs* Nurak!

J: Yeah, right. Nurak would have followed you into Hades. All you have to do is…oh, here he comes.

Well let’s make some room for him. You are a large drink of water aren’t you?

Nurak: *Settles down beside Kenano and drapes an arm around his shoulders* Hello, Gideon. It still takes some getting used to when I travel to Earth. You humans are all so small. Even my mate, who is over six feet tall, is considered small on Lykur.

J: Hey, we’re not small. You guys are just HUGE! *jerks thumb at Nurak* He’s eight foot one. 

Being that I’m not exactly human I guess I can understand that, but you only have me by a foot and two inches. *laughs* Nurak, was it difficult to have a human as a mate?

J: *stiffens* Hey, you’re not part Moragh are you?
No worries Jared. *smiles* It’s a little genetic thing. I’m what you get when you mix the blood of a human, archangel and a god.

J: *sigh of relief* My bad. You just wouldn’t believe the time we had with those guys. They have these big a–. What Kenano? Okay, I’m zipping it. *pouts, but it quickly morphs into a smile*

N: Yes, I would say so. We Lykurgans are familiar with several difference species from all across the galaxy, but we’d never encountered a species like the ones we met on Earth. Kenano at first rejected the idea of mate-bonding with me, but giving up was not an option. Our relationship was complicated by his view on two males of the same species being able to mate. I believe here on Earth the term is homosexuality. On Lykur we are not bound by such narrow thinking. Mate-bonding is instinctual and the gender is irrelevant. It was clear to me almost immediately that he was to be mine. Kenano has also taught me several human concepts. Love and courtship were terms that did not exist for me before I met my mate.

Love is a very strong human emotion. It takes a little getting used to, but it seems you’re doing just fine. Sage, it seems Jared has let the proverbial cat out of the bag, we’ll see more of these gentlemen in the future right?

S: Ah, yes, I have a sequel in the works. I haven’t titled it yet and I don’t have an exact release date or even an estimate. But rest assured that it is coming. The sequel will tell Dawa and Jared’s story. Dawa is even more stubborn than Kenano, if you can believe it. Right now he’s off on his ship doing whatever commanders do in the depth of space. I will explore, ahem, just what the heck he’s doing with all that time on his hands between ports.

 I’ve received several emails from readers who enjoyed the book and I’d like to take a moment to thank them. Words of encouragement always spur the author on to write a little faster.  

Sage what can I say? I’ve read the book; I had to pry it from Kensa’s hands of course. It’s an action packed, intergalactic love story with a delicious twist. Thank you all again for coming and we’ll definitely have to do this again when the sequel comes out. Good luck to you all.

S: I want to say thank you, Gideon, for the interview. I also want to thank Kensana, Jambrea, and Cindy for letting me drop by the blog. You guys rock. Especially Gideon. *wink*


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About the Author: Sage Whistler was born in North Carolina but spent the better part of her life in Connecticut. She was born the second of two children in the freezing cold one dreary January morning. Sage still thinks that being the first month of the year someone could have picked a birthstone color much lovelier than garnet.
Sage readily admits to being a bit quirky, prone to doing things like blurting out random lines from one of her favorite movies.


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