Guest Post and Giveaway: Snow Falling by Davidson King

We’re so pleased to welcome debut author Davidson King to TNA today on the tour for her holiday romance, Snow Falling. She’s talking antiheroes, and there’s also a giveaway so be sure to check out the Rafflecopter widget for entry details.

Why I Write the Antihero

I write the antihero because I truly feel that type of character is the most relatable in the world we live in. The world often feels like it’s crumbling below us. Every hope feels dashed by a new hate, a new evil. In a way, I feel we are all the antiheroes because the world has made us into one.

Like myself, most people are “getting by”. Many live paycheck to paycheck and laugh at the words ‘savings account’. When we see someone on the news stick it to the man in a way that may not be legal but is something we long to do, we cheer. Why? Because our government, our foundation, is not built on doing the right things. It’s built on what’s good for me, me, me.

Antiheros ARE the new Superman. They have to be because this isn’t the movie <i>Pleasantville</i>, where a boy from the world of reality is spreading color over the black and white situation. Simply saying, “You can’t do that. It’s not right,” doesn’t work anymore. Every legal outcome is thwarted by a power-hungry tyrant that knew someone who knew someone, and made it go away.

The antihero lives in all of us, and I gravitate toward them because they truly ARE our only hope. When I read them, I smile because I wish I could do that. So when I created Christopher Manos, I mixed his dark side with his light side. Just because the word ‘anti’ comes before ‘hero’ doesn’t make them a bad person. It’s makes them someone who realizes the world they live in.

About the Book

Title: Snow Falling
Author: Davidson King
Genre: M/M Romantic Suspense
Release Date: 11.28.17
Cover Design: Morningstar Ashley/ Five Star Designs
Buy Link: AMAZON KU
Blurb: After running from a past destined to kill him, Snow has been hiding on the streets.

Tell nobody your name.

Tell nobody your secrets.

Trust nobody!

These are the rules of the streets.

His entire life changes when he saves an eight-year-old boy from a violent end.

Christopher Manos is one of the most powerful crime bosses in the country.

Don’t ask anyone to do something you aren’t willing to do yourself.

Secrets can get you killed.

Trust nobody!

These are the rules he lives by.

When his eight-year-old nephew disappears, he never expects the boy’s savior to end up being his own.

A man with a dangerous past and a man with a dangerous future find love amidst murder and mayhem. But with Snow’s life being threatened at every turn, will Christopher’s best be enough to prevent Snow Falling?

Tour Excerpt

“Why do you want to know my real name? It’s a name that no longer matters. The day my feet hit the pavement, I was no longer that guy.” I hated that this subject kept coming up.

“I will find out. I have to.”

This was so frustrating. “Why? Why’s it matter?”

“In my line of work, I need to know everything. The more I know, the easier it is to keep my people, my family, and myself safe.”

“I’m not a threat, but if you feel I am, then let me go. I never asked to be here, you haven’t given me a choice. I’ve been tossed plenty of times and each time, I land on my feet.” It was a challenge. A part of me wanted him to let me go so I could sever ties and have the choice taken from me. Another part wanted him to beg me to stay. That need to feel wanted and needed was quickly becoming a problem.

“You’re not a prisoner here. But you and I both know you don’t want to leave, so let’s not do this song and dance.” Christopher approached me. “You said your mother was a nurse. Did you realize you told me?”

“I knew.” Being in a daze never made me unaware. Being unaware was deadly. “It was harmless knowledge. There are millions of nurses all over the world.”

“My mother was a model. It’s how my father met her. They were together from the first day they laid eyes on each other. She passed when I was ten but I remember something she told me once.” He shifted his feet, the show of uncertainty making him seem vulnerable. I wondered if many people got to see this side of him. Was I special?

“What did she tell you?”

“It sounds silly now that I think about it, but in your case, it’s true.” His eyes bored into mine. “We are like a glass. You can have a glass for years, decades even. It will serve its purpose, being filled and drained over and over. Then one day, someone will come along and be a little too hard on it and a tiny crack will form. That fissure will weaken the glass. Every bump and bang. Every mouth that touches it or hand that grips it will contribute to its inevitable shatter.” He stepped closer. “But in its time, it will serve its purpose and when it’s a million pieces of glass, someone will come along and pick it up. They will decide if it should be thrown away or if it’s worth saving.” A tiny smile played on his beautiful lips. “You’re cracked a bit. You feel weakened, but Snow, I think even if you had a million cracks or were a pile of shattered pieces on the floor, you’d be worth saving.”

“Or I’d be trash.” I got what Christopher was saying and it was poetic and poignant, but it wasn’t me. “I’ve been called trash plenty of times. No one looked at my imperfections and thought I was a future mosaic. They looked at me and saw a mess.”

“Until now.”

About the Author

Davidson King, always had a hope that someday her daydreams would become real-life stories. As a child, you would often find her in her own world, thinking up the most insane situations. It may have taken her awhile, but she made her dream come true with her first published work, Snow Falling.

When she’s not writing you can find her blogging away on Diverse Reader, her review and promotional site. She managed to wrangle herself a husband who matched her crazy and they hatched three wonderful children.

If you were to ask her what gave her the courage to finally publish, she’d tell you it was her amazing family and friends. Support is vital in all things and when you’re afraid of your dreams, it will be your cheering section that will lift you up.

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