Chace Verity is back on the site today with a cover reveal of the newest installment in fantasy romance series The Absolutes, My Heart is Ready, which releases on December 15! Here’s the book’s blurb:
The last thing Corsine ever expected to do was break into a vault and steal some rare seeds. Corsine has a secret magic known as Maje flowing through her veins, but she’s never committed a crime before, and she’s terrified of the other Majerian hoarding the seeds at Rosales. But the risk is worth it if she can successfully prove how far she’ll go for her girlfriend.
Self-proclaimed harpy king Lester loves chasing rumors, but it’s hard to fly around and gossip while molting. However, he doesn’t have time to shed quietly when his best friend Corsine is behaving suspiciously about her trip to Rosales. Plus he’s dying to impress Corsine’s (hot) fearless traveling companion.
For Corsine and Lester, uncovering truths is easy, but revealing secrets is hard when love and friendship are on the line.
And here’s the cover, featuring Lester, as drawn by the wonderful Maggie Derrick @ https://maggiederrick.com!
Want even more? Here’s an excerpt!
“Do you know anything about Absolutes?” Lester asked.
Corsine set a tray of roasted sunflower seeds on the windowsill. No shells. Lester grabbed a handful and started munching on them, enjoying the salty snack as the cool morning breeze kissed his face.
Corsine had invited him inside her house, but he was molting and felt awkward about leaving feathers everywhere. His legs were almost done shedding. It would soon be time to seek safety for several weeks while the most tiring and stressful part of molting occurred, the replacement of his wing feathers.
Even kings experience periods where they cannot fly.
“I think they’re some kind of guardians.” Corsine leaned against the sill, staring up at the ceiling. Her black curls bobbed in cadence with her every movement, and her dark brown skin shimmered beautifully under the morning sunlight. She was always a delight to look at. “I was going to ask you about Rosales. Do you know anything about it?”
Blossom sat in the middle of the kitchen floor, glowering at Lester. She had never liked him. He didn’t care much for the fox, either. No useful gossip.
“Someone I know is going there next week,” he said. “Where is it?”
“Near the palace.”
“So there’s a city named Rosales in the middle of Florea.”
“It’s an agriculture school, not a city.” Corsine frowned. “You know someone?”
“I know someone.”
Lester stuffed more seeds in his mouth and dared Corsine to ask him to elaborate. He was ready to gush about… About…
Goddess. He had no idea what the flower-crown woman’s name was.
“Who?” Corsine asked.
He glanced at Blossom, as if she would know. She snorted.
Corsine looked over Lester’s shoulder, toward her lustrous field of sunflowers. They were slowly waking up from their nocturnal slumber.
“Hurry up,” she said. “Tris won’t be sleeping for much longer. Who is this person you know?”
Lester pointed to his left. “The woman from the rainbow strawberry farm. About our age?”
She stared at him.
Sylvia. So lovely.
“You don’t actually know her, do you?” Corsine asked.
“I want to know her.”
“It would help if you knew her name. For all your cunning, you’re something of a daffodil when it comes to romance.”
He stuck his tongue out. “Good at cunnilingus, at least. That helped me with you.”
She gave him the same vexed look she gave a plate of cooked beets.
Chace Verity (she/they) is publishing queer as heck stories with a strong romantic focus, although queer friendships and found families are important too. Chace prefers to write fantasy but dabbles in contemporary and historical fiction as well. An American citizen & Canadian permanent resident, Chace will probably never be able to call a gallon of milk a “four-liter.”