#BlogTour • Complexity • A Kinky Connect Chronicles Novella • by Harper Miller

Title: Complexity

Series: A Kinky Connect Chronicles Novella

Author: Harper Miller

Genre: M/M Erotica Novella

Published: July 8, 2016

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BLURB

Fairy tale endings weren’t made for people like me. Happy for now usually ain’t in the cards, either.      

 

The dents on my wall from where my headboard kept knockin’ against the same spot was the first clue that I needed to calm my ass down. At the rate I was racking up notches and plowing through hookups, I wasn’t ever gonna find nothing real. Guess I kinda jinxed myself. I created my circumstances. You can’t get what you want if you keep falling back into the same pattern of bad habits. But then things changed. I stumbled onto somethin’ I never in a million years expected to happen. You gotta understand, I’m never the guy who wins. It was supposed to be just sex, but that shifty rhyming and scheming bastard, Cupid, pulled a fast one.

 

I may have changed some stuff to protect a couple of people. But before you go believing the tabloids, make sure you understand that you’re gettin’ the lowdown straight from the source.

 

I needed to get this off my chest, and it’s only fair that you at least get my side of it all. At some point, I might regret telling you any of this, but for now, you need to know.

 

*Disclaimer* This is a novella. Not a short story, novelette, or novel. This tale features an M/M pairing. If gay erotica/erotic romance is not your cup of tea and you are offended by same-sex relationships or crass language, you should bypass this story. Content is intended for a mature audience, 18+.

 

Complexity is the fourth installment in The Kinky Connect Chronicles. The Kinky Connect Chronicles are short erotic stories/novelettes all wrapped up in neat little bows. These stories are standalones. No cliffhangers in the lot!

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EXCERPT

© Harper Miller 2016

 

“Hey,” he says. The hoarse sound of his voice catches me off guard and a stabbing sensation seizes my chest. I know it’s all in my head, but it’s like rapid, tiny needle pricks all over my skin.

I’m a mess.

Has it only been a week since I’ve heard his voice? Hearing him now—just that one syllable—is painful relief. No matter what’s going through my head, right now I’ve gotta keep my shit together.

“Hey, yourself.”

“It’s good to hear your voice, Manny. You’ve been avoiding me.” Wasn’t a question, but a statement—a true statement.

“Yep,” I nonchalantly reply. “If you’re leaving messages and callin’ me ‘Emmanuel,’ then you must really wanna get my attention.”

He lets out a half chuckle. “I’ve been trying to get your attention all week. I’ve missed your company. Care to tell me why you’re shunning me?”

I avoid answering his question and ask one of my own instead. “Were you really gonna make a trip up here?”

Ever since this little thing between us started, I’ve always headed downtown to his place. He’s never come up here. Too many things could go wrong and make a bad situation epically worse. There are mild fuckups and things you can’t come back from. Me taking the trip downtown is a better bet.

“If you didn’t pick up your phone, yes. I’ve been calling and calling and calling. And would have pounded on your door all night. I’d do whatever needed to be done until you talked to me. It’s been a week, Manny. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”

Avoiding his question again, I say, “That ain’t the smartest move, loco. You’re not exactly unrecognizable. The paparazzi would be up here with the quickness. Not to mention the cops. You don’t come up here making a crapload of noise and not expect the cops to get called.”

“Yeah, you’re right. It was a dumb idea, but I wasn’t thinking. You do that to me, you know—cause me to not think straight.”

“I see,” I respond with a low grunt. He always does that shit. Make comments about how I affect him. I quickly wonder if he’d been leavin’ me a trail of bread crumbs all this time. Hope slams against my rib cage. Does he have feelings for me too?

“Can I see you, Manny?” he asks, his voice that syrupy-sweet tone he uses when we’re in bed. The shit that sucker punches me right in the gut. And now I’m hot, but for an altogether different reason.

“What do you need to see me for? Armand not occupying enough of your time?” I was being a dick, but whateva.

“Ah, so now we’re getting somewhere. That’s why you’ve been avoiding me? Because of Armand?”

I remain silent.

“Manny?”

“What?” I can’t deal right now. Not with the way he says my name. . . .Manipulative bastard.

“Come see me. Let’s talk about it.”

“Nah. No need.” I’m acting like a pissy bitch, but I don’t care. “Got a client in the morning and have to be up early.”

“Fine, you won’t come here, then I’m coming to you.”

“Didn’t we just agree that that is a dumb idea? What the fuck are you doing?”

“You might not want to talk, Manny, but clearly some things need to be addressed. Avoiding the issue won’t make it go away. We need to straighten this out, now.”

Mierda,” I mumble under my breath.

“I’ll be there in an hour,” he says before hanging up, leaving me no time to talk him out of it.

I almost fling the phone across the room, but if I do, I won’t have shit to use once it’s broken. I bite down on my tongue to tamp back my anger, and I ain’t tasting whiskey no more.

He’s an idiot. An idiot for comin’ into my space. An idiot for putting himself out there like that. So what if I wouldn’t go to him? I had been tryna put some distance between us, but it only seemed to make shit more difficult for me, and there is only one explanation.

Love. I’m in love with a guy, and I’m so fuckin’ angry. Angry because I can’t do anything about it. I tried to fight it, and I mean hard, but the way I reacted to his voice and to him threatening to trek up to my apartment, risking shit just to talk to me, tells me all I need to know.

I am in love with Christopher.

REVIEW

★★★★★

Wow, I love Manny and Chris that make up Complexity by Harper Miller. Whewww, that was intense and a such a powerful story. This was my first time reading anything by this author and, at first, I was a little apprehensive as to whether I was going to click with the story. My worry was completely unfounded.

Manny tells ya right up front that he’s a man-whore and he’s all about the sex. He trolls online dating sites for his partners and he knows who he’s getting from the start and what kink they may or may not have.

 Only a couple very close people know he is bi but lately he’s been leaning more towards only men. He admits, if only to himself, he wants the family, the white picket fence, and he’s tired of being alone.

But tonight he has a date with Tightass 247 that he hooked up with on the Kinkysinglesconnect website and from the moment he knocks on the door, his life will never be the same.

From this point, Harper Miller takes the reader on a fast-paced, all-consuming, journey that will literally suck you right into the story causing you to block out everything else.

Manny and Chris are hot and cold, oil and water, rich vs poor, rough and aggressive and then tender and sweet and OMG just don’t forget to breathe while reading.

Manny is dominant and Chris is a natural submissive which pushes both of their buttons but beyond that they just click together. It was supposed to be one-night, no strings, and definitely no attachment, but the connection and the chemistry keep them coming back for more.

Harper Miller knocked this out of the park with her descriptive narrative. At times, it honestly felt like I was living right there in the moment with these two because the language and attention to detail was so spot on. And, and this is huge in my book, the sex between Manny and Chris was raw, aggressive, spit-slobbering sloppy, with a side of sweet and it was freaking incredible.

I was definitely sad to see Manny and Chris come to an end, especially the way it did, although my own imagination said it's all good, but I hope there will be more to their story in the future. Harper Miller writes with an ingenuity that keeps this reader in the zone and it’s refreshing and exhilarating to read books like this.

5 stars.

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AUTHOR BIO

 

 

Harper Miller is a thirty-something native New Yorker. She’s traveled the world and lived in a variety of places but always finds her way back to the Big Apple.

 

A lackluster love life leaves time to explore new interests, for Harper it is writing. The Sweetest Taboo: An Unconventional Romance is her debut novel. In her mind, the perfect Alpha male possesses intellect, humor, and a kinky streak that rivals the size of California.


When she isn’t writing, Harper utilizes her graduate degree in the field of medical research. She enjoys fitness-related activities, drinking copious amounts of wine and going on bad dates.

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In the Series (Books 1-3 are M/F)

Goodreads

Ironic (The Kinky Connect Chronicles #1)

Renewed (The Kinky Connect Chronicles #2)

Entwined (The Kinky Connect Chronicles #3)

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