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nekomiras · 4 years

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Can I get to know about the band au?

Oh!! This is one that I have the most content and designs since it's my first au idea!! It takes a special place on my heart 💚!! It's really focused on character growth through relationships, so there's a lot of romantic and platonic ships on it!

Saturday Night is the story of a group of friends from high school that finally got the opportunity to play live on a bar with their amatour band!! Unfortunately the good news were replaced by temporary despair once the guitarist broke his arm! But he gave the idea of one of their close friends to take his place in this first show, the shy dude only agreed to play if he didn't have to show his face. They got fans that got really interested on the mascarated band at the end of the night.

And our boys became some characters that I love so much!!

Evan- Temporary guitarist of the band! He's a music student and the one who suggested performing the show while using masks, he wears a white and gold owl mask and helped Nogla write some of their original songs

Ohm- The oldest in the band! He already completes administration college and is dating Toonz since his last year of high school, they had a healthy distant relationship and are now living together! He is the bassist and also wears a white bunny mask with the ohm symbol drawn in gold

Nogla- The poor bastard here was not able to go to college since he didn't had the money, he's trans and thanks to that getting a job is h ell, he's unemployed taking babysitting for dogs jobs and living with Brian, he's the singer and eventual guitarist of the band and the one who's really worried on getting money from their shows, thankfully the bar owner is a sweetheart :D, he wears a white dog mask with golden spots that's just adorable!!

Brian- PE student and soccer teacher for the highschool they studied at! He took Nogla in when his parents didn't support his transition and is protective of everyone that he considers his friends, he was so worried when Ohm started dating someone from so far away and still hadn't warmed completely up to Luke, he's the comedy relief of the band by drumming with a completely white horse head and I lost my shit everytime I tried drawing him, in breaks he goes through the bar and flirts with anyone, still horse head on, and doing The Voice. That's how he greeted his high school crush after years and started falling in love again

Marcel- The original guitarist, he broke his arm while trying to save Scotty from falling while he worked, he's the son of a mechanic and is working with him to later get to go back to studying, he's the youngest of the band and still is the most mature of them! When he performs he uses a common mask painted half white and half gold

Anthony- The sweetheart of a bar owner that allow the boys to perform ib the satuday nights, Cartoonz convinved him to let them play and he enjoyed the first show so much!! His clients also liked so really, why not? Later he actually contracts Nogla to perform even without the rest of the bands in other days as well, he grows really soft for these kids huh

Cartooz- He's one year older than Ohm and moved to town a few years after dating him, he's now the bartender of Panda's Bar and convinced Anthony to let his boyfriend's band to play at the bar at his birthday's day off!! He is Del's brother from another mother and also convinced him to move in when he left their home town

Delirious- He is the cashier of a local cafe, moved in because he felt lonely without Luke to keep an eye on him at their home town, he's as old as Ohm and was invited to the band's show on Luke's birthday, he was nervohs since he'd be meeting Ohm for the first time there but the band's music actually got him to stop panicking????? He won't confess but everyone noticed how he kept an eye on the owl masked guitarrist

Gorilla- He's Del's boss, friends with Anthony he found out about this employee of the bar who had an unemployed brother and took him in! He's really sweet and a nice person to be around :D

Squirrel- He's Del's colleague and barista of the bar, he's very talented on his job for a high school kid! He doesn't only does the coffee but also bakes cakes and cookies for the cafe, luckly for Gorilla, Squirrell expects to keep working there for a good while longer

Brock- He's friends with most of the guys at the band and actually got close to Del and Toonz when they moved in! The sweetheart is a veterinarian at the locar pet shop and was invited for Toonz' birthday show by both him and Evan who wanted to have his supportive mom to.. y'know.. support him at the show, he doesn't know why he got surprised when the drummer recognized him after flirting with him in a funny voice, but he couldn't put a finger on from where he knows the dude, well, he knows Nogla's living with him, that means he's a nice dude :)

Tyler- For some reason I don't have notes on him, but he's so important for the story, he's another supportive friend of most of the band guys and got invited to Toonz' bday by Ohm, he knows the band was formed on their high school years but he couldn't get yo recognize the singer, but he is familiar... His eyes and hair makes him remembrr of the girl he had a crush on during high school, it gets him really curious when all his friends knew who the guy was and said he knew him too but didn't explain more. I don't thought of what's he is studying/working on tho, guess that's why he doesn't have notes

Scotty- Visual arts student! He paints plain and/or artistic walls to get money, and while he was paiting Marcel's dad's wall he tripped, fortunately Marcel got him!! Unfortunately Marcel got him... Scott feels guilty for breaking the guitarist arm daya before his first show and kept hom company during all times while he was hurt, he slept at his house during the time and Marcel's parents actually started paying him to keep an eye on Marcel! It was not surprising when our angry boy got angry that he was being babysit

John- High school student who met the band boys before they were living the school, he was invited to Toonz bday by Ohm in the condition that he didn't drink anything, don't worry, Moo kept an eye on him. He is looking for a job at the moment so he can get money while he still thinks on what he wants to study

Jaren- High School student, on year younger than John and the same age as Squirrel, he's really chill and is one of Brian's soccer student, our canadian kid here still gets homesick sometimes and he goes ice skating with Evan when it happens, Ohm thought he was WAY too young to get into the bar for the show, but John sneaked a soda out for him and showed him the recordings of the show, when he got his hands on the film he couldn't help but publish it on the internet, oops? Nah he's not sorry

#my au #Saturday Night AU #sn au #bbs #thanks for the ask anon!!

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thelouisianauproar · 6 years

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Louisiana Uproar - Chapter 18

Summary: In the Season 3 opener, Dottie is unhappy with the mob’s disrespect of legitimate business; A misstep in a smuggling deal leads to a run in with the law.

New Bordeaux, Louisiana March of 1971.

I wake up in my penthouse in the Downtown District. I’m not alone so I try to sneak out of the bed, to not wake my girlfriend, Nicki Burke.

The penthouse, above the Royal Hotel, belongs to me now. Below my penthouse, is my office. I have a small team now. A legitimate team reports to me. New Bordeaux is a different city since we came into power.

I can smell the aroma of coffee, when I come out of the shower.

“I was trying to let you sleep in.” I comment, taking a seat at the kitchen.

“I was trying to sleep in.” She comments, taking a seat at the kitchen.

“That’s alright.” Nicki says. “I should see how things went without me, before Mr. Balsamo wants my attention.” We just got back from vacation in Washington D.C. We told my dad and step mother that she is my roommate.

Alma once joked that we are “New Bordeaux’s worst kept secret”. One of the smartest women on the team, and she’s my girlfriend.

“What’s on your agenda for today?” “Just some catch up.” I sign and take a drink.

“I miss D.C.” She admits. I don’t, but she really seems to enjoy being places where nobody knows her. To me, it’s just a new opportunity to have a stranger call me a nigger.

“We’ll go back soon, babe.” I finish my meal and kiss her cheek. “Start thinking about where next.” I feel her arms hug me. She kisses the nape of my neck.

“Can’t you be a little late?”

I really enjoy Nicki Burke. She’s my sense of normalcy, or my crack of sunlight.

“I want to be.” I start, “but, I have some things that need my attention.” I rub her sides.

“I’ll see you tonight.” We share a kiss before she lets me go.

My commute to the office is not long. In fact, it’s right down the hall to my bedroom. It looks like Camille left some documents on my desk. There are several notes for me.

“Camille, I’m here.” I say, after pressing the intercom.

“Welcome back.” After a few moments, Camilly pokes her head in.

“Hey, how’s it going?” She takes a seat at my desk. “Just another Thursday.” “You sound like your father.” “That scares me.” She’s got a notepad in her hand. “You’ve got a call with Ron Gleason to discuss the restaurant at noon. Travis Cole at 1 pm call. Betty, whenever you want her.” “Cole?” “I left the report he sent.” I take a look at the big file. It looks like a few drawn up pictures of a building.

“Mr. Saggio asked me to let him know when you get in, so expect a call from him.” She pauses.

“It sounds like I have a day ahead of me. Thank you.” My phone rings. “Dottie Jetson’s office.” Camille answers. “Mr. Saggio.” She whispers. I gesture for her to give me the phone. “Morning, Ray.” “Welcome back. Did you and Nicki have a good time?” “Yes, yes actually we did. Thank you.” “Great.” I start a cigarette and wait for the rest of it. “Let me tell you. While you were gone, we had a snafu with the Feds---Lieutenant Sterling.”

“What happened?” “Southdowns got caught by an officer who thought he’d made the big leagues.” He says. “They silenced the guy but now he thinks we’re testing him.” “Do you need to tell them how to do their jobs?” “I’ll handle them. You handle the outside world.” He says, “I told him that you’ll have dinner with him tonight, at 7.”

“That’s just great.” I sigh slightly. “Why didn’t you let Camille know that? You spoke with her.”

“And share that?” “Ray, what about you?” “Things are fine over here.” He says, “I’d suggest you get caught up. Faster than you are.” He hangs up.

That’s my job. I handle the outside world for the Don. I’m his gatekeeper, his hired muscle, and his ear---along with Raymond, and Morty. He and Mortimer handle his underground life. I mind his legit business.

While appreciable, Don Danna’s investments never make as much as his underground. It’s not like the politicians, the police chief, the CEO’s care. I just have to keep them comfortable, and launder Danna’s money. I’ve bought and started “The Jetson Organization”. Currently, I have the Scaletta’s Ristorante, in two locations: River Row and the Del ray Hollow. I bought out an independent shop, and funded their renovation.

Between my business with “Cavar Construction” and “Frazier & Associates”, we’re going to make New Bordeaux livable again.

“Camille. If you’ve spoken with Janice on Danna’s schedule. I’d love to hear it.” “I will by the end of your meeting.” “Let’s make that first thing you ladies do, now.”

“Yes.” I move back to looking at the documents that Mortimer sent over.

“Ms. Jetson.” Ron comes through. He nods to me. Mr. Gleason started his previous restaurant with his family. They had great turn out, but when they refuse to kick up to Marcano; he was sure to bully them out of business.

I kept him as director of both restaurants. I had to. He was the only one who could speak to me. Past experiences with Marcano made them fear me.

“Ron.” I stand. “Great to see ya.” “You too. I hear you and your roommate just got back from D.C.”

“We did.” “Nice destination?” “No. I’m from D.C.” I gesture for him to take a seat. “It was nice to visit family. What can I do for you?”

“First, everything besides this is fine. But you and I have had some conversations about how we see the restaurant’s image.” We have.

“I’m having some trouble in River Row.” “What kind of trouble?” “The union members keep starting trouble there.” He starts. I sigh. This keeps happening. They come in for the happy hour deals and get rowdy. I remember them doing it, a few times, when I worked there. It didn’t happen as often, they respected Vito Scaletta.

“Got any names?” “It’s not a particular person. They get drunk, get offensive.” He says, “It’s getting to the point that we only serve Union Members.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.” I look out of my window at the view of the street. “I told you, I had security for you, what’s going on there?” “They’re friends.” He forces out. I believe him, but I don’t want to. “Mr. Gleason, you’re telling me that security detail is giving special treatment to the union workers?” “Yes, they tell us that they will handle it, but then we see the same person two or three more times.” There’s no room for that. “Let’s stay in touch on this. Thank you for telling me.” I walk back to the desk. “I’ll get moving on this.”

“Thank you, Ms. Jetson.”

“Hey.” I say at the telephone, outside of the restaurant.

“Hey babe.” Nicki says,

“I don’t have long.” I start, “I’m having dinner with Lieutenant Sterling in a bit. How are you?” I’m trying to skip the subject.

“Again?” She hates that guy.

“Nick. This is only the second time.” I sigh. I don’t want to fight about this. “If other people would do their jobs, he’d have nothing to complain about.” “Who is it? I wanna bitch them out for getting caught.” This makes me laugh. “At least it isn’t your boys.” I’d better take my place. “I’ll see you tonight.” We hang up and I take a seat at our VIP booth. I order my drink and start a cigarette.

“Are you my reward for letting Danna’s boys go?” Sterling starts. “I’m your apology.” I gesture for him to take a seat. “It is my honor to take you out some time.” “You’re too kind to me.” “How are you day?”

For the most part, it feels like my job is to be a therapist, a celebrity interviewer, or a negotiations specialist to our partners. For Sterling, I’m a celebrity interviewer. I ask him about his career and his life, this appeases him. Everyone once in a while, he gives good information pertaining to business.

“I really should apologize to you, Lieutenant.” I say, once he’s had a few drinks in him. “You really have been so kind to us.” “Then why do I feel like Ray is testing me?”

‘He’s not.” I say, “In fact, we’re talking about stricter routines after that.” That’s a lie, but not worth looking into.

“That’s good to hear.” He drinks. “I know Dannas making money over there. We all want that, visitors, businesses-”

“We’re still so new after Marcano.” “Now, HE was covert.” “He was also selling people.” I shrug. There’s a silence between us. Sterling breaks out with an evil laugh. He came up in the Marcano days. He thinks it gives him a leg up with Danna.

“It’s kill or be killed world.” He respects the old ways. “You know that, if you’re people were half as...industrious as you are. We wouldn’t be in this mess.” How does this make any sense? This is the reason Nicki hates him.

“Welcome home.” Nicki greets me. “How was dinner?” “Uneventful.” I start to undo my blouse. Nicki is already in bed and reading the “Jet” magazine “How was the first day back?” I plop on my side of the bed. “It was fine.” She starts. “Everything was right where I left it. Ray is talking about looking at some new territory.” “He loves shiny things.”

“Should he slow down?” “I don’t know.” I look at her. My girlfriend helps me undress. “They love money, but aren’t great with sustaining.”

“Red River is fine. Speaking of, I’m going out there after the meeting.” My shoes drop to the floor.

“I’ll see what Mort thinks about it.”

“Thanks.” She pauses. “Dottie, is it still an idea to license the moonshine?” “It’s an idea. Last time, I got shot down.” She knows that. Mort decided we could make more money running it illegally. If we go legit with it, we have to follow government regulations. “I know your stuff is good. I serve it.” Can we please stop talking about work?”

“Thank you.” She pushes out. “Your stepmother called to make sure we got in okay.” “Did she want us to send more moonshine?” I joke. “Lord knows how much she enjoyed it.” We both chuckle thinking of the image of Martha getting drunk after dinner.

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The first thing in the morning, I’m off the Frisco to meet with everyone. First, it’s the meeting before the meeting.

“Hey.” I take a seat next to Morty. We are at the Retrousse Yacht club.

“Welcome back.” Morty smiles. “Get those documents I sent ya?” “I did. New district, huh?” “Yeah.” He makes a dance. “Danna’s not gonna be happy until he owns all of Louisiana.” This is biting at me. “Just say it, Dot.”

“Is it just me or is he paying attention to you all?” I start. “When I’m trying to get a signature---he’s nowhere to be found.” “Dot, that’s why you have executive permissions.” He says, “Danna didn’t imagine being Don. Handling politicians, romancing people.” Morty pauses. “You need to recognize that. Fix your face.” “Morty.” We are always honest with each other. He and Ray have both seen my difficulties with getting respect from Danna. A part of my wonders if they care, either, as long as I’m keeping the feds off their business.

“Hey, kids.” Ray greets and takes a seat at our table. “Morning.”

“See any of you political friends in Washington D.C?” “I didn’t want to see anyone.” “Fair enough.” He says, “if you’re ready to begin, so am I.”

The meeting is a basic overview of what was going on for the under bosses. From there Ray, Morty, and I would provide a higher level overview.

“As I mentioned, previously. We have a running account opened at the shooting range in the Bayou.” Morty says, “Up until the end of March. We urge you and your men to take advantage of that.” “It’s very important to me that we are one of the biggest and strongest armies.” The Don speaks. “For those who choose not to take advantage, you have my full support to impose consequences.”

“There you have it.” Ray nods. “With that, I give the floor back to Ray.” Morty gestures to him. “With no further words from the Don.” Ray pauses and Danna says nothing. “Alright. Have a good day, everyone, and let’s go make some fucking money.” His catch phrase. Every one starts to disperse. I make eye contacts with the Don. I watch Alma. I need to talk to her.

“Alma. May I have a word, please?” “Dottie. Long time, no see.” “It’s amazing how time flies” “Yeah.” She offers a cigarette. She’s right. We all see each other at meetings like these. My job is so detached from them. With the exception of Nicki, I don’t speak with them unless we need to.

“I’ll make this quick. I got rather disturbing about the Ristorante.” I say, “In river Row. I’m having issues with union workers getting drunk and causing issues, again.” “Oh, I did not know that was a problem again.” “That’s why I am bringing this to your attention.” “No, I was not aware that it was a problem for them to get drunk at a bar.” “A restaurant, Alma. It is when it scares other working patrons and staff. Yes, it is a problem.”

“It’s River Row, what else is there?” “Alma.” I take a step forward. “I hired your muscle to keep things safe. You don’t want me to pull out my support.” “I will look into it.” She concedes. “Thank you.”

“Look who is home in time for dinner.” Nicki comments. “I thought I was cooking for one.” “Surprise!” I say, sarcastically. “So are you heading to your office or should I set about place at the table?” “Another place, please?” “Great.” She walks up to me and kisses my lips. “How was your day?”

“It was alright. Had no idea the training was a mandate.” She turns back to dinner. “Enzo had me go through the logs.” She pauses. “He really think-” “He wants us to take over Louisiana.” I say, “That means we have to be strong enough to fight for it.” I take a seat at our dinner table.

“I am all for expanding.” She says, “I feel like half of our job is preparing for battle. Preparing for...something.” There is a silence between us as I think of her point. “What about you?”

“Oh you know, I spent the day talking to a brick wall.” “That good?” She chuckles. “I’m sorry, Dot. He doesn’t pay attention to you, he limits you.”

“Nicki. I need a work related favor.” “And what can I do for you?” She brings two places to the table. “I need two of your men to hang outside of the Ristorante in River Row. Tell what they see. With the union members, or Alma’s guys.” “You want us to spy?” “If I choose the haitians, they would know.” She’s silent. “It’s bad for business and I’m really trying to expand, here.”

“What’s going on?” “Union members getting drunk, scaring patrons, and security giving them a pass. I just need to know.”

“Fine.”

“Thank you. My day is already so much better.” “Great. Can we eat now?”

#mafia iii #louisiana uproar #fanfiction #season three #nicki burke #alma diaz #mob #mafia au #mafia rp #my writing #mafia 3 #crime #crime family #organized crime #strong female lead #strong female character #strong female #feministfiction #feministmafia

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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Star Struck, Fuck! {Bidadore} Tonksie

A/N: So while I was writing DMISWD I had a plot bunny! Unlike most of my plot bunnies it did not just leave me alone and wait it’s turn until I was done! So after writing it in my journal it demanded to be written. Enjoy!

Summary: Soulmates AU- A world where you see black and white until you touch your soulmate for the first time! Bianca Del Rio, winner of RuPaul’s season 6 has the best top three friends ever in Courtney Act and Darienne Lake! They Surprise Bianca with Danny Noriega tickets, a pop star Bianca secretly loves!

“You got me concert tickets. Bitch do you know me at all?” Roy sassed looking amused at his best friends. They probably weren’t cheap tickets knowing Shane and Greg. Hell they were basically front row so either Shane had pulled some strings with his music contacts, being a model and singer had its perks, or they’d both shelled out a pretty penny for them.

“Yes! Those are Danny Noriega tickets!” Shane squealed brightly. “Oh come on you love him!” he insisted stubbornly crossing his arms. Shane refused to accept that this was not the perfect Birthday present for Roy! Sure he’d asked for bolts of fabric or a gift card to a craft store but this was totally better!

“I do not Queen! I don’t listen to shitty pop music!” Roy lied. Well, it wasn’t a total lie. Roy did usually avoid the shitty pop music that seemed to invade every shop. But he did listen here and there and the main one that caught him was Danny. The kid had a smoky voice and was just a little bit to die for with his pouty lips, straight and way too long hair, and those big light eyes. He was a total lady killer and he was gay like every other man at the table. He was also, as previously stated, a kid. No matter his sex appeal or what happened in Roy’s mind every time he listened to ‘Dynamite’.

“Yeah sure you don’t. So can I have my Copy of After Party back now?” Greg tossed in sassily with a pointed smirk.

“I lost it.” Roy shrugged. Another lie. He listened to it all the time. He was tempted to make a copy or just buy one but really stealing Greg’s had just been easier and so much cheaper.

“On your living room table? I saw two days ago.” Shane insisted laughing. “If you want we can even go in drag so no one will see your face.” Shane offered smirking.

“Bitch people know Bianca, Courtney, and Darienne better than they know us!” Roy smirked laughing. “But fine. I’ll go to the concert. Thank you guys. I know it wasn’t cheap.” He sighed giving in and looking at the tickets. This was going to be amazing. He didn’t totally know why he was always so drawn to the kid in the CDs. Preteen Roy who was still in love with shiny pop stars and craved color would have told you that he was sure Danny Noriega was his soulmate. Preteen Roy had been completely sure that his soulmate was going to be famous.

Adult Roy had stopped searching for color. Shane had met his soulmate after their stint on Drag Race where they had been top three together. Bianca had won and their lives had rocketed into chaos. Greg had already had his for years before they even got on the show. So Roy was the only one in a black and white world. He had stopped caring really. He had people around to help make sure his colors matched for people who could see them and usually he just stuck to black, white, and silver anyway because black was slimming and the other two just worked well on him.

Roy wasn’t naive enough to believe his soul mate was a pop star anymore. Hell he was pretty sure he just didn’t have one, but if he did it would be just his luck the person he was meant to spend his life with was fourteen years his junior.

“Yay!” Shane squealed excitedly. “Perfect! So night of, we’ll pick you up! Wear something hot! He sometimes picks people from the audience to sing to and I want it to be you!” Shane was already planning out their night. He’d insisted Roy was secretly in love with Danny for a while, which he was but he’d be damned if he was going to let Shane know that.

“Doesn’t he usually pick guys with tattoos and piercings?” Roy pointed out flatly.

“And how would you know that Miss ‘I don’t pay attention to pop stars’?” Greg teased smugly with pointed lips and raised eyebrows.

“Oh shut up, Shady Elephant.” Roy muttered looking down at the tickets he’d set next to his coffee.

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Danny was obsessed with color. His mom had met her soulmate in an adorable and tragic way where she didn’t get to spend long with him but their time together was beautiful. Danny had grown up on stories about him and living in a world of daydreams of his own tragically beautiful romance, hopefully with a better ending. Bonnie’s soulmate wasn’t Danny’s father. Bonnie hadn’t had kids with her Soulmate. But Danny knew so much about him he might as well have lived with the man his entire life.

Danny was secretly sure that his mom’s soulmate would have loved Adore! He was sure the man who should have been his dad would have supported his drag like his mom did. Sure his mom was protective and had asked him not to perform as Adore to keep him safe,which his managers loved; but he always dreamed of a world where his mom had been able to have their family with her soulmate instead of his shitty father. Then he was sure he wouldn’t have had to hide that part of him.

Danny was confident he wouldn’t lose his soulmate the way his mom lost hers. He was sure that once he saw in color the world would be better. He’d have someone who accepted him as he was and helped him go to new heights. He’d have a sexy guy who loved Danny and Adore and wanted both and loved his music.

Music was another thing. Danny had always been a singer. It have gave him purpose and direction. When Danny performed he swore he could see color for a little bit. Like his mind tricked him into believing it. He had always hoped that when he became famous his soul mate would just find him! That hadn’t worked out so far. He didn’t know what was taking so long. He thought he’d found him over and over but so far nothing had worked.

Making top three in Idol with the David’s had been amazing. He wasn’t really that close to the two he’s been with in that last episode but it has been fun. He’d had a year of spotlight and then almost nothing. He went to school for a while. He was miserable in continuation school but managed to graduate and performed as Adore some in night clubs in WeHo before his comeback at 21. He’d called his old label that had taken him at 17 and released a new album and had been working ever since. His Youtube channel had made it pretty easy since he posted pretty religiously on there though nothing in drag at his mom’s request.

The celebrity life was a whirlwind and Danny loved it. The parties were amazing and he was making his mom and her new, and much cooler, boyfriend proud. It was lonely sometimes but he couldn’t see himself trading it for anything. Except maybe winning RuPaul’s Drag Race and meeting his soulmate at the same time. He loved that show! He watched every episode and kept hoping someday Ru would ask him to judge. He’d talked to his manager about auditioning for it for a while. Especially after Courtney Act, and Australian Idol contestant had competed in the same season as his friend Jay who he’d started out as Adore with. But that has been firmly put down.

So he contented himself to watch and dream about it. He dreamed about hanging out with Alaska and Sharon Needles and Jinkx and Detox and especially the season six finalists. Bianca, Courtney, and Darienne were his favorites. They always seemed so close and so perfect. He wanted to join them. But that was not an option. Danny couldn’t let Adore out of the bag which meant no Drag Race, no queens, and no RuPaul. Apparently being out and gay was enough of a problem for his people to have to deal with.

Danny put on his stage makeup contouring just enough to make himself happy and looked at his glitter before putting it back in his bag with a sigh. That wasn’t an option for him. He looked at himself, natural lip color, only a few little streaks of different grey in his pretty short hair which was supposed to be a color, he didn’t even know which one! He’d asked his mother for purple. He wanted long bright colored wigs and loud lipstick and glitter everywhere! He didn’t even know what they looked like past the greys that shaded his world. He just knew he was desperate to show those sides of him just as much as he was to see the colors he already loved.

Once he’d tried passing off a bright lipstick as just not knowing what color it’d been. He’d walked in the next day with a makeup artist waiting for him to do basic boy makeup. He’s never done it again. Doing his own stage make up was calming and fun for him. No matter the restrictions he had to deal with from it.

“Danny sound check time. Is your makeup finished?” the stage manager asked knocking on the door.

“Yeah I’m done.” He said popping up excited for the show and coming to the door with a smile.

Behind the stage manager his manager pursed her lips looking completely unamused. “A little too much contour Danny.” She nit picked.

“I think it looks cool. It’s a manly contour.” Danny insisted.

“Most men don’t know the meaning of the word contour.” The manager shot back.

“Gay men do. I’m still allowed to be that!” He reminded stubbornly with a slight glare.

“Fine just try to keep it toned down. I say this for your protection. It’s because I care.” She said gently trying to call calm down the star and avoid a diva tantrum. He didn’t throw them often but makeup and drag was definitely trigger buttons for him.

Danny took a breath and nodded. He understood. He knew she meant well but it was still so frustrating for him! He just wanted to be himself. “I know.”

The woman in front of him smirked looking him over. “Ready for the show?” she asked trying to cheer him up the way she always did.

Danny instantly switched and gave her a beaming smile. He had slipped into his airhead persona he put on for stage. “Party!” He said brightly and nodded before bouncing away leaving the manager and stage manager to sigh sign in relief. Danny was sweet and a great preformed but makeup and his drag stuff was a hard line for him. He hid it from the public but it was part of who he was and that always made it a struggle.

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Roy looked down at his tighter than usual jeans and a button down shirt someone had once called red. He hated that he was trying to look nice. All this for some little gay pop star that probably wouldn’t take a second look at his effort. But hell, at least he wasn’t putting 6 hours into a makeup right?

Shane and Greg were already there. Shane was scantily clad as one would expect in a tight tank top and skinny jeans. He was probably hoping to flirt and maybe make his lover jealous with stories about men he’d flirted with while at the concert. Greg looked much more normal for a concert but if Roy were honest Greg was the only one of the three actually looking like he was going to a concert not a wine bar or a dance club.

“Look who decided to dress all sexy!” Shane cooed excitedly looking Roy over and Greg gave him a thumbs up looking far too proud.

“It’s not cute to compliment yourself Queen.” Roy joked flatly but smirked slightly just to show he was joking. They all laughed and Roy looked up at the huge hall that the event was taking place in. “He really is popular isn’t he?” It was sort of a realization to him in all honesty. Looking over the place and all the people gathered around it was impressive. Roy could only imagine drawing in crowds like this for one of his shows.

“He’s a heartthrob.” Greg shrugged “They tend to get a lot of attention. Look at the world’s oldest twink over here.” he pointed his thumb over and Shane who smiled and struck a sexy pose.

“And I am working it!” Shake joked making the other two break out laughing.

“Sure you are Queen. Now work it back into the box.” Roy teased amused and relaxed by the banter. He wasn’t totally sure why he was nervous but for some reason he was. He felt his palms sweating. It was like he was expecting something, which was stupid. Maybe he was just excited, he didn’t go to events like this often. At least not events he or one of his friends weren’t the headliner for. It was a night to relax. “Let’s go get some fucking drinks!” he suggest. A suggestion that was touted to be brilliant by his cohorts and instantly acted upon.

—

Danny ran on stage ready to turn up. “HOW ARE YOU DOING LA!” He shouted in his bright party Boy voice. He looked at the crowd and nearly died.

Right there in the front row were Bianca Del Rio, Courtney Act, and Darienne Lake! They were sitting in the front row free of drag feet from Danny. He pushed down the urge to completely squeal over the queens and just dive at them. He took a deep breath to calm down and smiled. “Are you ready for a great show?” she asked brightly waving.

He fell into performing. The world became brighter for him and everything felt right. He paid a little bit of special attention to the front row where Bianca, Courtney, and Darienne were. Mostly Bianca. God she was hot in person. As a boy with those dimples and that hair he looked hot.

Danny danced and sang and flirted his way through his first song trying his best to drive the sexy drag queen in the front row absolutely bonkers as he did. He moved his body to the music and danced and had a generally good time. The first song was really a warm up to get everyone going and it worked wonders. He had everyone jumping and dancing and he was having a blast as his vision swirled brightly with the lights on him.

Roy was utterly enchanted. Danny was so fucking beautiful up there. He was dancing and singing and really in his element. If he had loved Danny’s voice on the CDs it was nothing compared to real life. It was like there was something missing on the processed discs that reality added. He felt like Homer in the ‘Odyssey’ but without the rope or the mast to save him from the siren’s pull. He danced up to the front of the stage with Courtney laughing and jumping to the music and letting Danny’s voice fill his every sense with energy and electricity.

They danced to the foot of the stage and jumped around getting taken away with the music. One song flowed into another and they kept shout-singing along, dancing, and cheering. Roy kept on being pulled back to Danny. He knew it had to be a figment of his imagination but he could swear that the diva on stage kept looking at him. He supposed that was the talent and draw of concerts and the front row. You got to feel like the star was looking at you.

Every so often Danny would reach down a hand and people would scream and grab for him wanting a touch of the star power the boy contained and after probably five songs in Roy was loose enough that he reached up with the crowd. His eyes met Danny’s and their hands touched and Roy felt a shock.

Danny was flying high as his hand touched Bianca’s. He almost didn’t want to let go feeling like a bolt of energy had torn through him. He looked up and ran across the stage singing and celebrating and the world looked different. It looked even brighter. The tint of the world changed. He chalked it up to his excitement about the queens and performing in general.

Roy wasn’t so lucky.

The first color Roy saw was green. He didn’t know the actual name but he remembered someone saying Danny’s eyes were green. If it was true green was his favorite color. He looked down and saw his shirt was some dark but loud color. ‘Red’ echoed in his mind remembering the name he’d never cared about before because he never thought he’d see it! He liked it. It wasn’t Danny’s eyes but it was nice.

The color drained from his face and he ran out hyperventilating. He needed a drink. He needed ten drinks. He needed it to be a lie. He couldn’t be seeing color! He really couldn’t be seeing color because of a fucking baby pop star like Danny Noriega!

Only one thing made sense to Roy and that was running. When Danny moved to the other side of the stage completely unaffected by the touch Roy turned and moved at a swift walk to the door. This couldn’t be happening!

Shane and Greg ran after him totally confused at what was going on as Roy tore through the halls looking for a bar. “Roy! Roy wait up!” he shouted running after his friend. Greg did not run but easily followed Shane’s shrieking.

Roy however paid no attention as he walked up to a bar and ordered a very large cocktail of some kind. He didn’t care what. The scene played over and over in his mind. He looked for what it could mean, he looked for any options he had. He realized there was something worse to this than finding out his soulmate.

“God what is the matter with you! You tore out of there like it was nothing.” Shane accused as he caught up Greg not far behind.

Roy looked at him instantly hit in the face with the shirt he was wearing. “Bitch what the hell kind of color is that?” Roy said without thinking. Sure it looked fine on Shane but it was just a weird one. He didn’t know a name for it. It was almost red but not. Greg’s eyes went big in seconds. Shane wasn’t quite as fast.

“It’s pink! I love p–” As soon as he got there he realized what that actually meant. “Oh my GOD!” He squealed “Who who who?! Is it Danny?! Oh PLEASE tell me it’s Danny!” He erupted excitedly chattering his mind going into making all these plans to set them up.

“Who else would it be?” Roy asked flatly downing his coctail quickly and grimacing at the overly fruity taste but ordering another. He needed hard liquor and cocktails were some seriously hard drinks.

“Right… Of course it was Danny! Oh my God that’s so exciting!” Shane squealed bouncing in her seat.

“You don’t really look– happy– about this.” Greg pointed out in his halting mannerism he used.

Roy ran a hand through his hair and hissed out a breath cursing in true drag queen fashion under his breath. “What is there to be happy about?” Roy asked sourly.

“You found your soulmate!” Shane exclaimed sounding more surprised than when she was arguing with Michelle about her Banjee girl look and her gold bamboo hoop earrings.

“I know that! That’s why I’m out here drinking.” Roy pointed out.

“It seems like an odd choice. Since the love of your life is in there singing his heart out.” Greg reasoned looking him over just as curious as Shane as to what was going on with Roy in this moment. From Greg’s voice he figured they were trying to calm him down. Really it was just pissing him off to no end! How could they be so dense? Why didn’t they see the problem with this?

Roy clutched his glass a little too tight and glared at both of them. It was probably the harshest glare he’d ever given those two and he glared at them a lot. “Did you see a damn reaction from him?” Roy asked bluntly looking at both straight in the eyes. Both were silent and Shane even looked down. “You’re damn right.” Roy growled and looked down.

Granted he’d never heard of someone having a one sided soulmate but at this point it wouldn’t surprise him to be the first. It was a sick twist of fate. The colors were beautiful but they also made him nauseous! It was horrible knowing the truth! He wished he’d stayed blind! He wished he’d never reached his damn hand for Danny’s. He should have stayed in his fucking seat! He wanted to cry. He refused to cry about something as stupid as soulmates.

“Why don’t we try to get back stage. I know someone on the crew! Maybe if you talk to him, ask him about it–” Shane tried to reason but Roy cut him off in a flash.

“I’d sound like a crazy fucking fan! I’m not doing that! I’m not some pathetic crazy person.” Roy growled slamming his glass on the counter. “It’s fine. I don’t even care about this bullshit that much anyway! I never wanted a goddamn soulmate! I was happy being a bitter old queen alone!” He shouted to the sky or fate or whoever the hell was in charge of this fucked up situation and laughed at his pathetic life.

“Hey, I have an idea. Why don’t we ditch the concert, go to a bar, get really drunk, and pretend none of this ever happened?” Greg offered. “And if Danny starts looking for his soulmate because he saw colors at a concert you can show up on his doorstep on a black fucking horse in a red dress and drag his ass to hell.”

Roy smirked at that, it was his usual joke to say he was the devil. Shane and his romantic side was having none of that idea though. “No! You are his soulmate Roy! I say go jump on that stage and show that boy what he’s missing!” Shane demanded with a table pound to flourish the sentiment for theatricality.

“Shane I appreciate what you’re trying to do but honestly I like Greg’s idea.” Roy said tossing back the end of the second cocktail and feeling the start of a buzz.

Shane huffed and looked between the two. He didn’t know what Greg was thinking walking away from this! Shane knew Roy was upset and didn’t do emotions but Greg had his soulmate! Greg should know how big a deal this really was! Shane was out voted though. “Just… don’t regret this please?” he said gently to Roy who smirked back at her.

“No promises bitch.” He joked warmly and stood up looping an arm around Shane’s waist. “And Pink does look good on you.”

—

Danny was heartbroken when he made it back to the other side of the stage to see the queens gone. He missed singing to Bianca– and the others too but he felt high at the same time. The world was bright in a way he’d never felt before and it was the best performance of his life. He figured he was just going to have to make this the best show so they kept hearing about what they missed.

He finished the concert and the encore and ran to his dressing room still flying high from the energy. It was really weird for him to still have the world feeling this bright though. He walked into the dressing room and sat down. He looked in the mirror and his smile dropped. He ran his hand in his hair pulling up two streaks of his hair. He’d remember asking his mom to dye them purple, not that he knew what purple looked like, because he thought it would be fun.

“Danny! Babe that concert was amazing! I’ve never seen you that good!” His manager walked in smiling and chattering.

“What color is this?” He asked almost in a trance still not totally able to let what this meant sink in.

“It’s purple. Which God that choice. You should have gone with green or something boy! But no! You had to do purple.” She said rolling her eyes.

“What does green look like?” Danny asked looking up at her.

“D-Danny are you… Why are you asking me this?” His manager asked.

Danny looked from his manager to himself in the mirror and it was slowly sinking in. With every passing tick, as it became more real it became more painful. He didn’t know how this was happening or why. He looked down at his makeup and looked back up “Because I can see it.” He rasped. As soon as it was out of his mouth it sunk in and he stood up and started bursting towards the stage. “Don’t let anyone leave! I need to talk to them! Please don’t let them leave!” Danny shouted as he ran onto the stage and into a completely empty room.

“Danny what is going on?” His manager asked when Danny broke down sobbing. In front of him was nothing but an empty amphitheater. This could not be happening! He was supposed to meet his soulmate and know instantly! He was supposed to live happily with them! He was supposed to get the happily ever after his mom never got! It wasn’t fair! It wasn’t right! Why wasn’t his prince charming sitting there at the foot of the stage waiting for him.

“I can see color.” he sobbed brokenly.

His manager came closer and put her hand on his shoulder. “If you’ve met your soulmate and you need a break or something to figure things out with him that’s ok. We can reschedule things and work things around and–”

“No!” Danny cut her off sharply. “I don’t know who it is. He’s not here! Why isn’t he here? Why isn’t he waiting for me? Where did he go?!” Dany demanded feeling like a brat as he screamed in pain to the room. It wasn’t helping anything and he wasn’t making any sense but it made him feel better to scream and let out his emotions and throw a tantrum so that’s what he did.

“Danny Sweetie, what are you talking about?” His manager asked.

Danny took a deep breath and looked at her completely broken. “Before the concert I only saw black and white. Now I can see color.” He said simply. “But I don’t know who it is. He’s not here to see me and what if he doesn’t want me. Why doesn’t he love me? What did I do wrong?” Danny cried to her walking into her arms sobbing. He was hurting. He was hurting so much. He felt unlovable.

In a bar dirty rundown across town a very drunk Roy wasn’t feeling much better. So much for happily ever after.

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2018 New Releases

I love finding new releases. There’s something just so satisfying (and smug) about being one of the first to read an amazing book before everyone else. I often like to trawl the web and find out about the new books and debuts that pique my interest and note them down, because who doesn’t love a good list right???

So here are the first 10 books to be released in 2018 that I have my eye on.

Glass Town by Steven Savile - UK release 13 January 2018 (Fantasy) - St Martin’s Press

“ In 1926, two brothers both loved Eleanor Raines, a promising young actress from the East End of London. But, along with Seth Lockwood, she disappeared, never to be seen again. Isaiah, Seth’s younger brother, refused to accept that she was just gone. It has been seventy years since and the brothers are long dead. But now their dark, twisted secret, threatens to tear the city apart. Seth made a bargain with Damiola, an illusionist, to make a life size version of his most famous trick, and hide away part of London to act as a prison out of sync with our time, where one year passes as one hundred. That illusion is Glass Town. And now its walls are failing. Reminiscent of Clive Barker’s Weaveworld and Neil Gaiman’s American Gods, Savile brings out the magic in the everyday. Glass Town is full of gritty urban landscapes, realistic characters, conflict, secrets, betrayals, magic, and mystery.”

Swan Song by Kerry Andrew - UK release 25 January 2018 (Literary Fiction) - Jonathan Cape

“ In this stunningly assured, immersive and vividly atmospheric first novel, a young woman comes face-to-face with the volatile, haunted wilderness of the Scottish Highlands. Polly Vaughan is trying to escape the ravaging guilt of a disturbing incident in London by heading north to the Scottish Highlands. As soon as she arrives, this spirited, funny, alert young woman goes looking for drink, drugs and sex – finding them all quickly, and unsatisfactorily, with the barman in the only pub. She also finds a fresh kind of fear, alone in this eerie, myth-drenched landscape. Increasingly prone to visions or visitations – floating white shapes in the waters of the loch or in the woods – she is terrified and fascinated by a man she came across in the forest on her first evening, apparently tearing apart a bird. Who is this strange loner? And what is his sinister secret? Kerry Andrew is a fresh new voice in British fiction; one that comes from a deep understanding of the folk songs, mythologies and oral traditions of these islands. Her powerful metaphoric language gives Swansong a charged, hallucinatory quality that is unique, uncanny and deeply disquieting,”

The Mermaid and Mrs Hancock by Imogen Hermes Gowar - UK release 25 January 2018 (Historical Fiction/Magical Realism) - Harvill Secker

“One September evening in 1785, the merchant Jonah Hancock hears urgent knocking on his front door. One of his captains is waiting eagerly on the step. He has sold Jonah’s ship for what appears to be a mermaid. As gossip spreads through the docks, coffee shops, parlours and brothels, everyone wants to see Mr Hancock’s marvel. Its arrival spins him out of his ordinary existence and through the doors of high society. At an opulent party, he makes the acquaintance of Angelica Neal, the most desirable woman he has ever laid eyes on… and a courtesan of great accomplishment. This meeting will steer both their lives onto a dangerous new course, on which they will learn that priceless things come at the greatest cost. Where will their ambitions lead? And will they be able to escape the destructive power mermaids are said to possess? In this spell-binding story of curiosity and obsession, Imogen Hermes Gowar has created an unforgettable jewel of a novel, filled to the brim with intelligence, heart and wit.”

The Wicked Cometh by Laura Carlin - UK release 1 February 2018 (Historical Fiction) - Hodder & Stoughton

“ The year is 1831 Down the murky alleyways of London, acts of unspeakable wickedness are taking place and no one is willing to speak out on behalf of the city’s vulnerable poor as they disappear from the streets. Out of these shadows comes Hester White, a bright young woman who is desperate to escape the slums by any means possible. When Hester is thrust into the world of the aristocratic Brock family, she leaps at the chance to improve her station in life under the tutelage of the fiercely intelligent and mysterious Rebekah Brock. But whispers from her past slowly begin to poison her new life and both she and Rebekah are lured into the most sinister of investigations. Hester and Rebekah find themselves crossing every boundary they’ve ever known in pursuit of truth, redemption and passion. But their trust in each other will be tested as a web of deceit begins to unspool, dragging them into the blackest heart of a city where something more depraved than either of them could ever imagine is lurking … “

The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton - UK release 8 February 2018 (Mystery) - Raven Books

“A brilliantly original high concept murder mystery from a fantastic new talent: Gosford Park meets Inception, by way of Agatha Christie ‘Somebody’s going to be murdered at the ball tonight. It won’t appear to be a murder and so the murderer won’t be caught. Rectify that injustice and I’ll show you the way out.’ It is meant to be a celebration but it ends in tragedy. As fireworks explode overhead, Evelyn Hardcastle, the young and beautiful daughter of the house, is killed. But Evelyn will not die just once. Until Aiden – one of the guests summoned to Blackheath for the party – can solve her murder, the day will repeat itself, over and over again. Every time ending with the fateful pistol shot. The only way to break this cycle is to identify the killer. But each time the day begins again, Aiden wakes in the body of a different guest. And someone is determined to prevent him ever escaping Blackheath…”

The Coffin Path by Katherine Clements - UK release 8 February 2018 (Gothic/Horror) - Headline Review

“ The Coffin Path by Katherine Clements is an eerie and compelling seventeenth-century ghost story set on the dark wilds of the Yorkshire moors. For fans of Michelle Paver and Sarah Waters, this gothic tale will weave its way into your imagination and chill you to the bone. ‘The vibrant new voice of historical fiction’ - Suzannah Dunn. Mercy Booth has lived at Scarcross, the old hall just off the coffin path, for all her life. The moors and the house are in her blood - and her soul. Ellis Ferreby is a mysterious, unpredictable outsider who arrives there unexpectedly and finds himself increasingly drawn into her world. But the house holds a tainted history. And the moor top hides something far darker…”

The Sealwoman’s Gift by Sally Magnusson - UK release 8 February 2018 (Historical Fiction) - Two Roads

“ In 1627 Barbary pirates raided the coast of Iceland and abducted some 400 of its people, including 250 from a tiny island off the mainland. Among the captives sold into slavery in Algiers were the island pastor, his wife and their three children. Although the raid itself is well documented, little is known about what happened to the women and children afterwards. It was a time when women everywhere were largely silent. In this brilliant reimagining, Sally Magnusson gives a voice to Ásta, the pastor’s wife. Enslaved in an alien Arab culture Ásta meets the loss of both her freedom and her children with the one thing she has brought from home: the stories in her head. Steeped in the sagas and folk tales of her northern homeland, she finds herself experiencing not just the separations and agonies of captivity, but the reassessments that come in any age when intelligent eyes are opened to other lives, other cultures and other kinds of loving. The Sealwoman’s Gift is about the eternal power of storytelling to help us survive. The novel is full of stories - Icelandic ones told to fend off a slave-owner’s advances, Arabian ones to help an old man die. And there are others, too: the stories we tell ourselves to protect our minds from what cannot otherwise be borne, the stories we need to make us happy.”

Folk by Zoe Gilbert - UK release 8 February 2018 (Fantasy/Literary Fiction) - Bloomsbury

“ Every year they gather, while the girls shoot their arrows and the boys hunt them out. The air is riddled with spiteful shadows - the wounds and fears and furies of a village year. On a remote and unforgiving island lies a village unlike any other: Neverness. A girl is snatched by a water bull and dragged to its lair, a babe is born with a wing for an arm and children ask their fortunes of an oracle ox. While the villagers live out their own tales, enchantment always lurks, blighting and blessing in equal measure. Folk is a dark and sinuous debut circling the lives of one generation. In this world far from our time and place, the stories of the islanders interweave and overlap, their own folklore twisting fates and changing lives. A captivating, magical and haunting debut novel of breathtaking imagination, from the winner of the 2014 Costa Short Story Award.”

The Toymakers by Robert Dinsdale - UK release 8 February 2018 (Fantasy/Historical Fiction) - Del Rey

“Do you remember when you believed in magic? The Emporium opens with the first frost of winter. It is the same every year. Across the city, when children wake to see ferns of white stretched across their windows, or walk to school to hear ice crackling underfoot, the whispers begin: the Emporium is open! It is 1917, and London has spent years in the shadow of the First World War. In the heart of Mayfair, though, there is a place of hope. A place where children’s dreams can come true, where the impossible becomes possible – that place is Papa Jack’s Toy Emporium. For years Papa Jack has created and sold his famous magical toys: hobby horses, patchwork dogs and bears that seem alive, toy boxes bigger on the inside than out, ‘instant trees’ that sprout from boxes, tin soldiers that can fight battles on their own. Now his sons, Kaspar and Emil, are just old enough to join the family trade. Into this family comes a young Cathy Wray – homeless and vulnerable. The Emporium takes her in, makes her one of its own. But Cathy is about to discover that while all toy shops are places of wonder, only one is truly magical… “

The Philosopher’s Flight by Tom Miller - UK release 13 February 2018 (Fantasy) - Simon & Schuster

“ A thrilling debut from ER doctor turned novelist Tom Miller, The Philosopher’s Flight is an epic historical fantasy set in a World-War-I-era America where magic and science have blended into a single extraordinary art. “Like his characters, Tom Miller casts a spell.” (Matthew Pearl, author of The Dante Club and The Last Bookaneer) Eighteen-year-old Robert Weekes is a practitioner of empirical philosophy—an arcane, female-dominated branch of science used to summon the wind, shape clouds of smoke, heal the injured, and even fly. Though he dreams of fighting in the Great War as the first male in the elite US Sigilry Corps Rescue and Evacuation Service—a team of flying medics—Robert is resigned to mixing batches of philosophical chemicals and keeping the books for the family business in rural Montana, where his mother, a former soldier and vigilante, aids the locals. When a deadly accident puts his philosophical abilities to the test, Robert rises to the occasion and wins a scholarship to study at Radcliffe College, an all-women’s school. At Radcliffe, Robert hones his skills and strives to win the respect of his classmates, a host of formidable, unruly women. Robert falls hard for Danielle Hardin, a disillusioned young war hero turned political radical. However, Danielle’s activism and Robert’s recklessness attract the attention of the same fanatical anti-philosophical group that Robert’s mother fought years before. With their lives in mounting danger, Robert and Danielle band together with a team of unlikely heroes to fight for Robert’s place among the next generation of empirical philosophers—and for philosophy’s very survival against the men who would destroy it. In the tradition of Lev Grossman and Deborah Harkness, Tom Miller writes with unrivaled imagination, ambition, and humor. The Philosopher’s Flight is both a fantastical reimagining of American history and a beautifully composed coming-of-age tale for anyone who has ever felt like an outsider.”

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