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Passageway 2

Book 2

Key Words: 

Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Time Travel, Literary Fiction, Romance, LGBTQ, Gay Romance

Synopsis:

In the ancient forests of northern California, a mother’s final act to protect her child sets off a chain of events that draws Guardians of the Passageway, Darwin McQuaid and Daruk, into a deadly mystery.

The pair, bound by love and destiny, are alerted by the specters of violence only to stumble upon a horrifying scene—a murdered family and an extraordinary infant survivor. With the aid of Uncle His, the wise indigenous shaman, the Guardians discover startling truths about the victims and the perpetrators, uncovering secrets that challenge their understanding of humanity.

As they delve deeper into the mystery, Darwin and Daruk encounter the only other survivor, Haldir, a young man with feline features and remarkable abilities. Joining their cause, and seeking sanctuary in the 21st century with the orphaned infant, Haldir must adapt to a new world where being different isn’t easy. Preparing for high school alongside Darwin, the remarkable young man must walk a fine line between fitting in and exposing his otherness, bringing fear of who and what he is.

In a world where the past, present, and future intertwine, can these young warriors protect their newfound allies and prevent further chaos from consuming their worlds? And, as they face new adversaries and unforeseen challenges, can they overcome the corruption and violence that threatens all they hold dear?

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Excerpt:

 

Maia stepped with precision through the forest, moving as a ghost, not daring to risk waking the boy and having him cry out, alerting the killers. The raven-haired teen inched

between the shoulder-high ferns, moving every frond so as to leave each Huckleberry branch, laden with dark berries, intact. As always there must be no sign she was ever here. She and her people had lived this way beyond memory, sometimes near the humans but always invisible. Until now.

Legend said the mountain had been ripped by glaciers thousands of years before, carving the granite into deep valleys, leaving scores of streams and small lakes glistening like jewels, endless meadows full of wildflowers and deer, boundless stands of rock, forests thick with redwoods, pines, maple, red alder, Douglas fi r, western hemlock. But she had no time to enjoy the beauty. She glanced at the dramatic rock formation above, carved like a howling wolf.

Ahead, to the right, a redwood had long ago collapsed against some rock, its bark covered in moss and small ferns, leaving a small hollow where she might hide. She inched through open grass and squeezed into the hidden space. Settling down and comforting her newborn, she reminded herself that carelessness had allowed the strangers to find them. She stood, stepping out and, noticing some indentations in the forest floor, held a knife in her hand and raised her arm, closed her eyes and chanted in a whisper. Slowly, the soil shifted and leveled; her scent evaporated. Satisfied, she slipped back into the dark crevice. The child started to whimper. She opened her robe and lifted out a breast. The boy giggled happily and grabbed hold.

She heard shouting, coming closer. A group of killers. When they came across her campsite just days ago, their language made no sense but they’d gestured that they came in peace. But the strangers took out their weapons, different than any they had seen before.

She watched their images on the medallion around her neck as four humans came within a dozen feet and looked around, searching for a trail. Finding none, they cursed and split up, bypassing her position. She looked at the knife in her hand, the carved bone handle, the brilliant silver blade covered in sigils and glyphs. It was powerful if she had a chance to use it, knowing that she was less skilled than others.

Her people were dead. It was her fault because she was careless and let the humans find them. She and her son were the last.

Then the baby giggled again, his lips swollen and red.


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More in the Series


Book 1

Chosen by mystical warriors to protect a parallel Earth from a catastrophic future, a young man must push his mental and physical abilities to the limits if he is to help save mankind.

As seventeen-year-old Darwin McQuaid flees high-school bullies, he is saved by an enigmatic stranger; an indigenous teenage warrior who was born 500 years in the past.

Strong and powerful, Daruk possesses an intelligence that exceeds his rugged youthful appearance, and Darwin is drawn to learn more about him. Surprisingly, the high-school junior discovers that the mysterious warrior has a connection to an old family friend—an elderly indigenous shaman called Uncle His.

As the physical attraction intensifies between Darwin and Daruk, the warrior reveals a secret—that he and Uncle His are Guardians of the Passageway and are destined to protect the crossroads of three parallel universes, three Earths, each 500 years apart.

Discovering worlds he never knew existed, along with an untapped power within himself, can the young man become the warrior needed to defend this ancient world from corrupt invaders? Or will the death and danger of a more primitive time prove to be too much for this 21st-century teen?




Who am I?

Steve writes speculative fiction. He explores issues of consequence embedded in fast-paced adventure, exotic settings, nasty bad guys, reluctant heroes, and the audacity of love. His work is enriched by his varied careers – soldier, teacher, journalist, state legislator, corporate executive, and library commissioner. He has a BA and MA in Journalism and was a Lambda Literary Fellow in 2008 and 2013, later spending two years on the Board. He lives in San Francisco with his husband, Greg. They favor bittersweet chocolate.

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