Title: An Angel in Eyeliner
Author: Hunter Frost
Publisher: Beaten Track Publishing
Length: 44 Pages
Genre: LGBT, Religion and Spirituality, Short Stories,Contemporary Fiction, Holidays and Celebrations
Release Date: Dec 1st, 2014
All Mitch wants for Christmas is a quiet holiday free from grief. Patching up the target of a mugging in the back alley of his bar seems to throw that wish right out into the cold Chicago night. But the tatted, pierced, and skinny-jean wearing Keller Graham is fearless and proves to be more than a pair of icy blue eyes lined in black. Keller may be a thief, but Mitch never expected him to steal his lonely heart.
“Hey!” he barked at the group of men crowding around the chain-link fence across the alleyway. None of them must have heard, for they carried on with their shoving and cussing. Light was scarce except for the multi-colored glow above Mitch’s back door, but he squinted toward the group’s kicking feet, down among the soot-tinged snow and puddles.
Someone was on the ground.
Mitch held the gun up and racked the slide.
They heard that. He hadn’t seen heads turn that fast since the tank backfired at camp in Fallujah.
“Get the hell out of here!” Mitch yelled as he stalked toward the group, the gun held high.
The guys instantly took off in all directions, cursing and scrambling through the snow, slicks, and refuse. Nothing like a shotgun to scatter a mob. It was too easy.
Once the last of the men had cleared out and he could only hear distant footfalls, Mitch’s gaze landed on what the jerks had been crowding. A lanky man wearing all black, lay on his back amid the trash, most of his face hidden behind his long hair.
As Mitch moved closer, the cracked streetlight cast a shimmering halo in the pool of water around the man’s head. An angel…with a bruised cheek and a bloody cut under his eye. But an angel nonetheless.
When the man saw Mitch’s gun, he raised his head, his kohl-rimmed eyes going wide. He struggled to get up, attempting to skitter away like a crab. If Mitch wasn’t so concerned about him, he might have laughed.
Mitch squatted down and reached out.
“Don’t touch me!” The man brought his arms up to protect his face and in the process fell back into a chunk of dirty snow. Stagnant water splashed outward.
Mitch shifted to avoid the splatter. “Are you hurt?”
“No.” He coughed once and groaned, his breath misting before him. “Just sore.”
The guy shivered and Mitch realized how cold it was out here, and how cold he must be in his thin, and now wet, jacket. Didn’t he have something warmer for these vicious Chicago winters?
“Let’s get you up, then.” Mitch stood and opened his palm.
The guy leaned up onto his elbows. “Just leave me alone, will you?”
An Angel in Eyeliner is from the Boughs of Evergreen Holiday Anthology from Beaten Track Publishing.
Boughs of Evergreen is a two-volume collection of short stories celebrating the holiday season in all its diversity. Penned by authors from the UK, the USA, Scandinavia and Eastern Europe, these are tales of the young and the not-so-young from many different walks of life.
Themes of family, friendship and romance take readers on a journey through some of the major holidays, both past and present, including Thanksgiving, Advent, St. Lucia Day, Hanukkah, Eid, Saturnalia, Winter Solstice, Yule, Christmas and New Year. In each we find at the very least hope, and often love, peace and happiness.
Each story will also be published individually as ebooks on 1st December, 2014.
Proceeds from sales of this anthology will be donated to The Trevor Project. The Trevor Project is the leading national organization [USA] providing crisis intervention and suicide prevention services to lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and questioning (LGBTQ) young people ages 13-24. For more information, visit: www.thetrevorproject.org.
Hunter lost a bet at a blackjack table and begrudgingly traded temperate Southern California for the sweltering heat of Las Vegas. There she resides with an extremely tolerant boyfriend and two cats named after her favorite beverage, Latte and Java.
When she’s not dreaming of returning to coastal living, Hunter works at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, from where she recently received her Master’s in British history. In order to appease her muse, she writes the kind of fiction that keeps her sane. She adores romance in all forms, but prefers her stories with two heroes that find their happily-ever-after with each other.