Hi! Welcome to my page!
My name is S.A. Sommers and I write MM romance.
I’m an ally of the LGBTQIA+ Community, and I’m hoping that you’ll enjoy my stories and characters. I’ve already got a few favorites (wait until you meet Agent Smoke!) and I’m sure I’ll have more.
This isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve got 60+ books out under other pen names (full disclosure) and if you want to check those out, you can find the link in the at the bottom of the About tab. But SA is all about the LGBTQ+, and I won’t ever write anything but that here.
Stay awhile. Enjoy. I have a lot of stories to tell.
Seriously. Aligning Stars is 13 books… Yeesh.
A knock on the door in the middle of the night means nothing but trouble.
Especially when the door belongs to Registered Villain (tm) Rook. But when Rook—alias Oliver Coburn—opens the door, it’s so much worse than he thought. Gladiator, one of Far Moor City’s main Registered Heroes (tm) is standing there, bleeding to death.
Villains aren’t supposed to help Heroes.
Oliver isn’t a Big Bad, though. He’s a small-time villain who enjoys complex and nuanced crimes, and his own personal code won’t let him let Gladiator die on his doorstep. Not to mention the man was gorgeous and muscled and...now sleeping on his couch.
Gladiator—alias Cassian Rossilli—doesn’t remember much between the (obviously) roofied drink and showing up at Rook’s doorstep, just about dead.
Heroes aren’t supposed to ask Villains for help.
But his obsession with Rook wound up being the thing that saved him. It was the only address he could remember when the drug took affect—he’d spent the past few years finding out who Rook was and every little thing about the adorable twinkish villain. He knew that Rook was an old-school gentleman thief, and that trust saved his life.
Except now, Oliver and Cassian are stuck with the city thinking Gladiator is dead, the Villains of the Department of Villainous Affairs starting to get out of control, and a series of fires and explosions that no one is taking credit for. More, the tension between them is firing up and it’s going to explode as well: Cassian and Oliver are falling for each other.
Heroes and Villains don’t mix.
Clearly, the writer's block has eased. I'm still worried about it coming back, so I'm taking it easy as I write the next book.
What's next? "The Carpenter Prince" (formerly "If the Crown Fits") is nearly done! It's a long one [that's what he said], so bear with me as I write the last 15,000 words and get it through editing, proofing and final rounds! The preorder is set for October 1, but trust me, I'll be pushing that up!
After that, Smoke is still chatty and certain superhero is being a real pain in my ass.