Maxime Jaz🌈🏳️‍⚧️
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Non-binary trans masc. Bi. He/They. Author of queer erotic romance🔥 I write about guys falling in love in various spaces and times. Love conquers all. 🏳️‍🌈🔞 https://linktr.ee/MaximeJaz
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"The thing is you don't write meet-cute-three-tropes-done romances, you write more complex stuff..." (courtesy of Bjorn Larssen) so if you're into more complex stuff, dive into the Maximeverse™️.🔥🌈❤️
3rd person, past tense, multi, omni POV, head-hopping, poetic prose. 😘
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Top in white  handwritten font Maxime Jaz
Sweeping love stories filled with pleasure and pain.
From left to right mockups of the books 
Omnia Vincit trilogy Book 1,2,3 
Donum, a young man half-naked head lowered, golden skin. 
Avis Aurea, two men half-naked, one embracing the other from the back. 
Pulsus Cordis Mei a Roman general sitting in his armor. 
Fall- an acrobat doing a handstand on a trapeze swing. 
Home- two men’s lips locking on top, in greyscale, a storm in the background and a frothy sea under their faces. 
Khirion- There are three characters in the middle, naked, they are only visible to the shoulders, and chest for the left one. Two men framing a woman. 
In Aeternum - greyscale photo of two men kissing, blood between their lips. In Aeternum Maxime Jaz Author of Donum in black letters
His Lordship’s coachman – two men lying, their faces close, hands on one’s chest
Sentence for Life- a muscled tattooed man stands on black background, leaning against a wall like structure. His thumb is hooked in the pocket of his low cut pants.
Christmas Carols – a man in a hooded jacket stands in the snow on a city street, facing buildings and city lights. His back is to us.
Eros- two men in a torn frame lying together on a backdrop of Greek temple, blue sky and sea, pink bougainvillea
KU logo 
Books are framed by a rainbow frame
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#Caulktober 7 and 8
I'll do these together. In my fantasy Khirion, Darven and Kort are raven shifters, but Darven also has royal blood, so he has magic sleeping inside of him. Discovering his powers is part of Darven's self-discovery journey... something that doesn't thrill his mate.
“I’m leaving, Kort.”
“Where?” His surprise was plain. “Alright, I guess… when do we leave? I need to prepare…”
Darven faced him with great pain. “No. I am leaving, love. Alone.”
Kort’s eyes went wide. “What? Where?”
“To that skeleton man.”
Kort’s face fell. “What? What? Are you serious now? Are you fucking serious? Alone?”
“Those are his terms… and I need him anyway, to learn that magic book… I can’t do it alone…”
“But… what if he kills you? What then?” But he knew the answer, desperate, his wrath battling with his love. “Fuck… fuck you! I’m not… I’m no fucking king, witch of anything! I don’t… just don’t… don’t go, please.” He took Darven’s hands, even If he knew he was begging a stone wall.
Darven just brought his hands to his lips. “But you are. You will do great. If. If anything happened to me… but let’s hope that skeleton has good intentions, after all, he was my father’s friend.”
“What kind of friend?”
Darven’s lips curled into a sour smile. “That kind.”
“Oh! I’ve never done a skeleton before… How…?”
Darven put a hand on his lips. “Please… don’t?” Thrilled though that Kort’s brain had diverted from his despair, he smiled at him. “I’ll ask on your behalf, alright?”
“Whatever…” Sighing, pissed, he let his hands go, crossing his arms. “You need to tell Izolda. This is your shit… I’ll deal with this mess here… the fucking stone linings and tile colors of the baths?? See what you leave me in?”
Darven pulled him close, teasing. “Baths? Mhm… I seem to remember you rather like baths…”
”Asshole!” He scoffed, but met his eyes, lacing his arm around his waist.
“Just think about… hot, volcanic springs to warm your hot, volcanic ass…”
“Ever the poet, I see…” He parted his lips, letting Darven kiss him, deep. Smiling up at him. “You better be back here fast to fuck my volcanic ass…”
“I’ll hurry…”
Hugging then tight, their hair flying in that icy wind where Kort’s warm heart had melted the dread off his chest.
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#WritingPrompt
I guess you could say the Romans have intrigues and mystery in them, and my fantasy novel too. I also have a crime WIP which is nearing the end. I don't put anything together, I'm pantsing, so it's always a surprise how things turn out to be. 🤣
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Tell me about the mysteries you’ve written. What drew you to them? How did you pull it all together in the end? 🔎 #WritingPrompt
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Free shipping today only on my paperbacks at bookshop.org, including my cozy fantasy romance novella THE POTION GARDENER. It's got trans joy, it's got gender euphoria, it's got a butch farmer's market lesbian. Collect trans SFF in print while it's still around 🏳️‍⚧️ 🌈📚 🌈🚀💫 🌈💜
The Potion Gardener
Check out The Potion Gardener - Desperate to escape a messy romance, Florian Mulberry flees London: tipsy, panicked, and without a plan. It's while hiding in a rural garden shed that he meets Kells, a...
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#LGBTQWriteAThon
I'm not super keen on genre "boxes". If I have to name one for the current WIP, it would be queer romance with a dash of darkness, even if MM would be maybe fitting for most who only see two dudes, but they are both bi, so I know de facto they don't fit in the "only two dicks" box.
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#LGBTQWriteAThon October 8:

What genre is your WIP?

#writesky #queerwriters #writers #lgbtqwriters
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#WIPSnips
In my "fae" WIP, the young human king frees all the prisoners in his deceased father's dungeons, and one of them turns out not to be human... all the others butchered by the late king and their forest burned to the ground... The young king saves his life. (cw talk of starving, captivity)
“The cursed woods?”
His eyebrows shot up. “Cursed woods? There was nothing left by charred earth.”
Rodrik licked his lips, that grief dancing in his kind heart. “The forest… grew back faster than possible… but the trees are black, void of leaves, and there are creatures lurking there no one can face… I am not sure, the war happened when I was but a baby…” His face falling. “But then… you…”
“Stayed down there for long years…” Tilting his head.
Rodrik answered that mute question. “Twenty-two…” Unable to even fathom how Lorhien had survived in that dark cell without food or water.
“I see…” Bitter, his eyes went to the sunlight dancing in the stained glass. The colors, maddening, filling his tired mind. That flaming sky as dusk approached. Talking, maybe to himself. “You learn to listen to sounds, to scrapes on stone, to dripping water. Catch those warm little bodies and suck them dry, eat their flesh. Lick and suck the water off the walls, from the cracks… The cold goes after a while as your body adapts… as you learn not to fear the dark anymore, to make it your friend.” Closing his eyes as that fatigue hit him. Wondering if he had lost his mind down there, talking to that scumbag king’s son when he should have torn his flesh off his bones.
“I’m sorry…”
He opened his eyes to that voice filled with tears. “You didn’t do anything, my King.”
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I posted about my books on Threads and they deemed it encouraging sexual activities. I mean if you jert off to the sex scenes, or get horny, I guess?? 🤣😘
Gotta love puritan bullshit. 🙃
We removed your post. You'll hear from us soon. Why this happened the post may help or encourage sexual activities. Post was 8 of my books are available on bookshop.org with pics of the covers .
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I don't normally do this, but I've been burning the candle at both ends.

Other half had a major op earlier this year and now I'm in hospital for an investigation.

Regardless of what's wrong, I need rest, but I've had little work this year.

I'd appreciate if anyone is able to help out.
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#LGBTQWriteAThon
This one is contemporary. The main scenes are so far on a windswept beach, Frank's seaside house, and Benedict's city apartment, and a nearby park.
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#LGBTQWriteAThon October 7:

What is the setting and/or time period of your WIP?

#writesky #queerwriters #writers #lgbtqwriters
Image: a burnt orange background with two jack o' lanterns. Text: #LGBTQWriteAThon Use the tag and follow the feed on BlueSky! Tag @LGBTQWriteAThon in photos on Instagram! October 7: setting/time period. BlueSky: @amaralynn @rebeccafrostwrites.com Instagram: @LGBTQWriteAThon @amarajlynn @krakengoddess
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#LGBTQWriteAThon October 7:

What is the setting and/or time period of your WIP?

#writesky #queerwriters #writers #lgbtqwriters
Image: a burnt orange background with two jack o' lanterns. Text: #LGBTQWriteAThon Use the tag and follow the feed on BlueSky! Tag @LGBTQWriteAThon in photos on Instagram! October 7: setting/time period. BlueSky: @amaralynn @rebeccafrostwrites.com Instagram: @LGBTQWriteAThon @amarajlynn @krakengoddess
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I also incorporated elements of Hungarian history and folklore, especially folktales in my fantasy romance Khirion because our folktales are just amazingly rich, and I don't often see them appear in fiction books.
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#WritingPrompt
Yes, some are. I don't control where my characters appear, so I have an entire trilogy set in Ancient Rome under a fictitious emperor, but based on Trajan's reign (I'm an Ancient Rome fan). I also have a story set in 19th century England. I learned a lot through research and reading.
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Tell me about your work more grounded in the historical. What drew you to that setting? What things did you learn? #WritingPrompt
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#QueerPrompts
Yes, always. All my stories deal with inner beauty and self-image, and some of my characters are struggling big time with self-love and acceptance. Some have their "outer beauty" (whatever that means) destroyed. All ultimately are loved for who they are. ❤️
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#QueerPrompts October 7: National Inner Beauty Day: Does your story address outer vs inner beauty?
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#QueerPrompts October 7: National Inner Beauty Day: Does your story address outer vs inner beauty?
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8 of my books are on bookshop.org/beta-search?... in paperback format and now they have free shipping for 2 days. ❤️
screenshot of bookshop.org website Christmas Carols, Sentence for Life  ,his Lordship's coachman, In Aeternum, Khirion by Maxime Jaz in paperback screenshot of bookshop.org website Pulsus Cordis Mei, Avis Aurea, Donum, Fall by Maxima Jaz
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#WIPSnips
From my bodyguard WIP. Spencer and Duncan have a small moment in the tub.
Spencer shuddered despite the warm water, and Duncan just took some shower gel and started washing him, soaping him up, gliding his hands on his arms, his chest, scooping some water on his hair, smoothing it back, combing it with his fingers. Massaging his scalp. Spencer had closed his eyes, on the verge of breaking down, but he would not allow him that luxury. Floating on his touch, on being blended against his skin. Feeling safe. 
He swallowed that lump in his throat. “Do you think I’m a majestic fuckup?”
Duncan’s hand stopped in his hair. “No…” He glided it on Spencer’s jaw and tipped his head back to have his eyes. Those dark eyes framed by that black make-up leaking down his cheeks, like tears of ash. 
Both of them silent, because words felt like major fuckups. Not needed. Not when Spencer just parted his lips and Duncan sealed his mouth, their tongues meeting, slow, mellow, deep. Tasting, drinking, breathing each other’s breath. Faster, wilder, wider. Spencer turned to straddle him, and Duncan pulled him into his neck. 
Caressing that lean back, he whispered in his ear. “You’re not a fuckup, ok? Not to me.”
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Hi everyone,

We should be able to get the car fixed again for about $100 more! If anyone feels able and willing to help out a bit more with that, it would be very appreciated. Thank you all again so much for helping us get here!

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Hi all,

We need to get more work done on our car already, and have a quote of $150 that we should be able to cover with about $100 more. We're not sure if insurance will compensate any of this, so anything would be helpful right now!

Thank you all again!
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