Laurent and the Beast

by K.A. Merikan

Laurent and the Beast - K.A. Merikan
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--- Nothing can stop true love. Not time. Not even the devil himself. ---

 

  1. Laurent. Indentured servant. Desperate to escape a life that is falling apart.
  2. Beast. Kings of Hell Motorcycle Club vice president. His fists do the talking.

 

Beast has been disfigured in a fire, but he’s covered his skin with tattoos to make sure no one mistakes his scars for weakness. The accident not only hurt his body, but damaged his soul and self-esteem, so he’s wrapped himself in a tight cocoon of violence and mayhem where no one can reach him.

Until one night, when he finds a young man covered in blood in their clubhouse. Sweet, innocent, and as beautiful as an angel fallen from heaven, Laurent pulls on all of Beast’s heartstrings. Laurent is so lost in the world around him, and is such a tangled mystery, that Beast can’t help but let the man claw his way into the stone that is Beast’s heart.

In 1805, Laurent has no family, no means, and his eyesight is failing. To escape a life of poverty, he uses his beauty, but that only backfires and leads him to a catastrophe that changes his life forever. He takes one step into the abyss and is transported to the future, ready to fight for a life worth living.

What he doesn’t expect in his way is a brutal, gruff wall of tattooed muscle with a tender side that only Laurent is allowed to touch. And yet, if Laurent ever wants to earn his freedom, he might have to tear out the heart of the very man who took care of him when it mattered most.

 

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Themes: time travel, servitude, serial killer, cruelty, motorcycle club, alternative lifestyles, disability, demons, tattoos, impossible choices, deception, crime, self-discovery, healing, virginity, black magic, gothic

Genre: Dark, paranormal romance

Erotic content: Scorching hot, emotional, explicit scenes

Length: ~135,000 words (Book 1 in the series, can be read as a standalone)

WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence, offensive language, and morally ambiguous characters.

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Publisher: Independently Published
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Pairings: MM
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Age Difference, Alpha Character, Badass Hero, Big Character / Little Character, Coming of Age, Coming Out / Closeted, Criminals & Outlaws, Enemies to Lovers, Fairy Tales Revisited, First Time, Forbidden Love, Hurt / Comfort, Most Mindblowing Sex Ever, Slow Burning Love, Smartass Twinks, Star-Crossed Lovers
Word Count: 130000
Setting: Maine, New England, USA
Languages Available: English, Italian
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Excerpt:

It was a dog of magnificent proportions, tall and muscular like a mule, covered by a shiny black coat with brighter markings around the huge teeth and on its paws. It could tear Laurent to shreds if it fancied, and Laurent pushed his body against the wall, stiff with the fear of a lamb about to be snatched by a wolf. But beyond the growling, he heard footsteps very clearly. They were heavy and firm, like those of a heavyset man rather than the clomping of devil’s hooves.

Laurent stopped breathing and shrank, pulling on the lapels of the damp coat in an attempt to protect himself with the only armor he had.

And then a true beast entered. No, a giant.

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At first glance, he seemed like a void of black. All his clothes, the trousers and the shirt were that color, but so were his hands, and his face—the color of tar with pale spots for lips, eyes, and just the tip of his nose. He was a giant of a man, even taller than the creature who’d transported Laurent into this realm, with fists like loafs of bread and shoulders strong like those of an ox.

There was no point to hiding anymore. He needed to act first and show that he wasn’t afraid, even if he was in fact utterly terrified. “I… I’m not sure where I am.” He took half a step out of the shadow and into the faint light coming from outside.

The monster snarled even more ferociously than its hound in a voice so hoarse as if his throat was spiked with needles. “What the fuck are you doing on our property, boy? Whose blood is this?”

The humongous dog was quick to threaten Laurent as well, and as soon as it growled, Laurent returned into his corner with a whimper. His head was spinning, and every time he looked up at the human-like creature who could be over six feet tall, he felt so utterly defenseless. He didn’t understand anymore why the demon had chosen him of all men to send into this realm.

The giant reached him in long strides, grabbing Laurent’s arm and leaning over him as if he intended to suck out Laurent’s soul through his lips. The moment he came into the light, his dark face blurred, features further distorted by Laurent’s defective eyes. Not wanting to offend the hunter who chased him down, he looked into the broad face, and there were indeed eyes in the oval-shaped hollows, although Laurent could not discern their color. Regardless of his poor eyesight, he now realized the giant’s skin was not completely blackened but rather painted all over with some kind of hellish alphabet.

“Is the blood yours then? Someone attacked you? Where?” the giant barked, sliding one of his oversized hands over Laurent’s hips, only to slip it under the tails of his coat.

Laurent pushed at the giant’s arms, intent to at least signal that the indignity of being patted down like a cow was something he would not stand for, but it was like shoving a massive boulder.

Should he admit to his crime? Would he be rewarded for it in a place where skulls were decoration? He couldn’t confess until he was sure.

“N-no. I don’t think it’s mine. I don’t know. Is this hell?” he asked in exasperation when the huge hands of the giant were finally off him.

The man released a deep groan and stretched to his full height. He was so tall the tip of Laurent’s head barely reached his collarbones, and now that Laurent was close, he realized how odd the giant smelled, too. Without even a hint of sweat or sulphur, the man’s odor was one of ale, musk, and lemon peel. No man smelled this clean unless straight out of a bath.

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Reviews:Ele on Gay Book Reviews wrote:

“This is a deeply romantic tale. (…) The bone melting kind of love that doesn’t care about looks. The love that gives you the guts to walk through fire for the other person.”

Dan on Love Bytes wrote:

“Sometimes, I wish I didn’t read so fast (…) just to savor it. This was a whole book of savoring.”


About the Author

K.A. Merikan are a team of writers who try not to suck at adulting, with some success. Always eager to explore the murky waters of the weird and wonderful, K.A. Merikan don’t follow fixed formulas and want each of their books to be a surprise for those who choose to hop on for the ride.

K.A. Merikan have a few sweeter M/M romances as well, but they specialize in the dark, dirty, and dangerous side of M/M, full of bikers, bad boys, mafiosi, and scorching hot romance.