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ml-nolan · 1 month
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Announcements—more chapters available for freeeeee + Patreon changes
A) Sorry I didn't have time to post about the new chapter this week because I actually have paid writing work again (yay)! BUT if you were waiting, Chapter 17: Your Best Self is live!
B) Kindle Vella just made a new rule where, instead of giving free access to the first three chapters, they give access to the first TEN. So, for the sake of fairness, I'm now giving free access to the first ten chapters on Patreon as well.
C) For the sake of my mental health, I'm going to be waiting to start writing and posting You're The Most chapters again until STBMU is finished, probably by the beginning of summer. I also am pausing audio posts for the top tier unless I find myself with a little breather from other life responsibilities—access to older posts remain available for that tier (which is now $10 instead of $15).
Thank you frandz! And I hope if you feel like taking a peek at Zack and Marcus's story, this will encourage you to do so. 💜🖤💜🖤💜
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ml-nolan · 5 months
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The Love, Lies, and Cryptids audiobook is ALIIIIIIVE
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If you'd love to hear me try to sound alternately cranky, silly, and (hopefully) kinda sexy, I've included a list of places where you can listen! And, if you have Spotify Premium, it's on there, too.
LISTEN TO A SAMPLE AT THE LINK BELOW:
Audible
Google Play
Libro.fm
Kobo/Walmart
Spotify [Included in Premium]
NOOK Audiobooks
Scribd
Chirp
Storytel
Audiobooks.com
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ml-nolan · 4 months
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Read on: Kindle Vella | Patreon | Ream
Chapter 11 is up on all platforms (and I guess chapter 10 as well—apparently I forgot to publicize last week 😂😂😂)
[ALT: Image of a man's bare chest and the lower half of his face. Overlaid text says:
"He cocks his head like he's asking me a silent question.
I'm sure the look he's giving me right now is supposed to mean something, but I'm not sure what.
Until he kisses me, that is."
Someone to Build Me Up.]
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ml-nolan · 7 months
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Aaaaaayyyyyy....remember how I said I was working on a serial? Well, here's a teaser from chapter one of...
Someone to Build Me Up
an M/M, medium heat contemporary romance featuring fake dating, strength gyms, and Shakespeare (trust me, it makes sense).
Get the full first chapter, and get updates on when, where, and how you can get the rest, by signing up here.
And here's a little excerpt!
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"I'm Zack Carter. I'm here for Marcus?" I give him the grin that usually gets me forgiven for being a total doofus.
Instead of saying, "That's me," like I expect him to, the coach points over my shoulder. "I'm Dylan. You can check in with Swizzle Stick over there."
I turn around and spot a desk in the corner, where a figure with a black mop of hair hunches over a sketch pad. When he lifts his head, my eyes widen before I can control myself. It's the man from the coffee shop. He must be the receptionist here. I tamp down a little on the visible shock in my face before sauntering over.
His eyes flick from my head down to my feet and back again, and I automatically pull my shoulders back and suck in my gut. He grabs a clipboard and holds it out to me with long porcelain fingers. He's still dressed in his NIN shirt, but he's taken his rings off and stashed them somewhere. My eyes drift down to the snake bite piercings under his perfectly plush lips, as naturally pink as if he'd applied lip gloss this morning. I know he sees me look, and I feel heat in my ears.
Filling out the forms is a quick process, and then I hand them back to him.
"So, is Marcus here, or…?" I look around at the big, mostly empty room. Maybe he's in the bathroom, or tucked into one of the corners I can't see from the desk here.
"I am Marcus," he says. Then he stands up, and I notice his ripped jeans are replaced by black joggers and Reeboks. His voice is low as bedrock, dark as his eyebrows, hacked through by the graphite in his gaze. It throws a rock into the pit of my stomach.
"You are?"
Until this moment, his expression had been neutral, but now it hardens to granite. "The last time I checked my ID, yes. Marcus Berens."
"It's just you don't look…"
Sometimes I just really can't stop running my mouth. I wonder if they make pills for that now. Here I am, just digging this hole deeper and deeper. Right now, he gives me a blank look, making no gesture to smooth anything over at all. Normally, I'd be able to pick up the slack there, but I can't seem to do anything but stare at him.
And now I notice the way he fills out that shirt. How the sleeves are tight as sausage casing around his arms, how it's stretched taut across his pecs. He might look thin at first glance, but the muscles are there. Oh, are they ever there.
He doesn't pick up my trailed-off sentence, instead leading me closer toward the center of the room, several feet away from Dylan and Bea. It's only when he turns and levels a withering look at me do I realize I'm supposed to be following him.
"I'll show you the facility first," he says.
"This is all stuff I've seen before. Did water polo in high school," I say. Then I realize how inane that sounds. Nobody in my phase of life should be using high school as a touch point for anything. The judgment in his face reflects that exact thought.
"You'll find that your body responds differently to training than it did when you were when you were a teenager," he says, coolly.
"Well, you'd know. You're what, 22?"
"28." His jaw tightens. Clearly he's not the type who is flattered when someone thinks he looks younger than he is.
"Ah, my apologies. I didn't mean to impugn your abilities." I offer a watered down smile, then realize maybe I might seem like I'm trying to flex my vocabulary at him. "I mean, I don't want you to think that I'm—"
"I know what impugn means," he says sharply. 
I bite my lip, and catch movement out of the corner of my eye. Dylan is doing a terrible job of looking like he's not eavesdropping. In fact, he might not even be trying to pretend.
"Since you seem to already understand how all this works," he says, weight shifting to one side as he lifts the clipboard and pen. "Tell me what you wish to achieve during our sessions."
Obviously I can't tell him I want to get hot for the dating apps, not even with subtle hints. So, I waffle. "Ah, you know, I'm just getting older and want to start taking better care of myself."
Not looking back up at me, Marcus sighs and clicks his pen. "Could you be less specific?"
"Dude." I can't tell if Dylan's tone is warning or pleading.
Marcus bites his lip, then looks up at me defiantly, flipping his black hair out of his face. The fact that he's about an inch shorter than me means he tips his chin up toward me like he's purposely angling for a fight. This bitchy attitude shouldn't be hot, but I'm weak for a guy or girl who can read the hell out of me.
"How about…I want to get in better shape for my sister's wedding," I say, totally pulling something out of my ass. I can convince myself it's true. It'll accomplish the same thing, right?
His lip curls, only slightly, as if he can smell how full of shit I am. "That'll have to do. Let's test your mobility first," he says.
He sinks to his knees in front of me, setting his clipboard on the ground. He gives me that heavy, judgmental look again before beckoning me to the ground with him.
This is going to be so much harder than I thought it would be.
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One more time—here's where you can download chapter 1.
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ml-nolan · 7 months
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You know how some guys just love to be judged.
Read the first chapter of Someone to Build Me Up here.
Someone to Build Me Up tells the story of Zack, an English professor fresh out of a long term relationship, and Marcus, his reserved yet fascinating personal trainer. When Zack needs an emergency fake boyfriend to take to his sister's wedding, Marcus, to his surprised delight, steps up. Now, they just have to navigate their baggage, their boundaries, and eventually, their true feelings for one another.
If you like fake dating and guys who should really let themselves have nice things, this is very likely your jam.
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ml-nolan · 1 month
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Someone to Build Me Up Chapter 19 is now available on Patreon, Ream, and Kindle Vella.
Zack sees Marcus in his element and has a big realization.
He’s had his heart broken over and over again by men who didn’t appreciate him. And all I’ve done is made him a pawn in some petty game with my ex. If I love him, I’ve got some serious thinking to do.
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ml-nolan · 5 months
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Someone to Build Me Up — Chapter 7: Sounds Like an Adventure
Patreon | Ream | Kindle Vella (First 3 chapters free on each platform)
So about that "Fake Dating" tag…
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“What about a man?” “What *about* a man?” “If you were fine with bringing me with you as your date, why couldn’t you bring a man?” “Who…” I don’t know if I’m grateful or mortified as she fixes her crosshairs on Marcus. “Marcus, what’s June/July looking like for you?” “I couldn’t ask him to—“ I twist toward him on the bench. “Marcus, I can’t ask you to—“ “I’ll do it,” he says before I can finish. Chapter 7 of Someone to Build Me Up is now live on Patreon, Ream, and Kindle Vella (link in bio)
Someone to Build Me Up is a medium heat M/M contemporary romance serial, featuring Shakespeare, weightlifting, and a fake wedding date.
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ml-nolan · 5 months
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Chapter 2: Path of Least Resistance
After rage quitting Unified Theory Press, Evan has some trouble walking and, you know, figuring out what to do with his life.
Read the first chapter of You're the Most free or join the Slow Burn tier on Patreon or Ream. Excerpt below!
After leaving Unified Theory Press for the last time, Evan Brooks made it all the way to Sandy Boulevard before his brain finally rejoined his body. He stood, blinking up at the marquee to the Hollywood Theater, lightheaded enough to wonder if he was actually awake right now or if he'd just imagined it all.
When someone brushed past him, surrounded by a stink-cloud of skunk weed, he yelped.
"Arrr, you're blocking the crossroads, matey," said a dirty man in a frayed, stained red coat. There was a green wooden parrot somehow fixed to his shoulder, and he was wearing an eye patch, bandana, and high black combat boots. Yup. Jury was still out on whether he was hallucinating.
A woman in a fleece jacket and prescription sunglasses weaved around him, sighing dramatically. It was then that he realized this was all real, and he was having his personal crisis in one of the most inconvenient places possible to everyone around him. That point was underscored by a blaring horn to his left. Someone with a long black beard and a Blazers cap behind the wheel of a vintage BMW sneered at him.
"Okay, okay, fuck, I'm going," Evan said out loud.
"Go back to Palm Springs, cocksucker," the guy shouted out his open window.
"Don't knock it 'til you've tried it," Evan shouted back before he could reconsider, because apparently he was in self-destruct mode but also fuck that guy. Fortunately for him, the guy had already zipped around the corner before the words were out of his mouth.
Evan felt the inexorable laughter coming to a boil in his stomach. Fortunately, he made it all the way to the other side of the street before it came out of him in a continuous stream of cackles. The hysteria really took hold, as he stumbled over to the bench facing the doors of the theater.
He leaned his elbows on his knees and buried his face in his hands as he let the madness truly take over. Because he didn't have anything else to do for the rest of the day, or the foreseeable future.
He seriously just did that. He just quit his job. No two weeks notice, no formal letter of resignation—just pure spite and impulsiveness.
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ml-nolan · 2 months
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Someone to Build Me Up Chapter 16 is now available on Ream, Patreon, and Kindle Vella.
“Over the music, I can't hear my own whimper, or his greedy, answering hum, but both shiver through me like electromagnetic pulses, knocking out everything I use to measure my place in space and time. And all the while, I'm getting so fucking hard my dick could cut glass."
(I didn't include that last sentence on Instagram 😂😂😂)
I think some of you have been waiting for this to happen. 👀
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ml-nolan · 7 months
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I dreamt of Nico and Jasper last night! They live rent free in my head, those freeloaders.
Any plans for a series?
Aaaaaw! I hope you said hi to them for me 😊😊😊
And yes to the series!
I've got two more planned—next will be Andie/Evan and after that will be Clara/(GUESS?? 😉). I'm starting the Andie/Evan one in November, and will have some info very soon, as in hopefully next week, about when and how people can read it.
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ml-nolan · 5 months
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Patreon | Kindle Vella | Ream
Chapter 6: Life Well Lived [Snippet]
Marcus sets the pita down and arrests me with his stare. "As your trainer, I must insist that you not say negative things about your own body. It is doing exactly what it is supposed to do to keep you alive, and you—" He clamps down on whatever he was about to say, and bites his lip as if to prevent anything else from coming out. "I what?" "I do not want to be inappropriate," he says, turning away from me to awkwardly scoop green olives onto his plate. If I weren't already eating lunch, this would have made me start salivating. "Nope. You've gotta tell us now." Ellie backs me up from across the table. Sometimes her audacity comes in handy, when it isn't directed at me (and honestly, sometimes when it is, too). "It should be obvious that you're not sitting with people who like to be appropriate." He sets the spoon back in its plastic container—one of the only things I bought pre-prepared. Because seriously, who makes their own olives? He takes a long sip of his white wine, then leans inward, speaking in a conspiratorial voice. "Do not tell my fitness compatriots this, but I view a little extra body fat as a sign of a life well lived in many cases." He focuses on me. "Particularly in your case."
Zack finally gets Marcus to come over for lunch and is starting to see some possibilities.
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ml-nolan · 6 months
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Hello! I'm M.L. Nolan, aka., The_Kickit_Domain on AO3, and this is my masterpost!
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First, I have an M/NB contemporary romcom book out called Love, Lies, and Cryptids.
One minute, Nico Juárez is enjoying the stability of their job as senior editor at Unified Theory Press, a publishing house specializing in books about the paranormal. The next minute, they're stuck with a terrible new boss and a clueless (yet uncomfortably cute) new assistant. Jasper Milton just wanted healthcare and to keep his sexy side-hustle a secret. Now he's faced with an adorable, yet prickly, supervisor and a company thrown into chaos. Nico and Jasper must team up to stay sane. Hopefully, they won't fall in love—or be squashed by Bigfoot—in the process.
You can get it on...
Amazon.com
Bookshop.org
Barnes & Noble
Your local bookstore if you request it! The ISBN is: 9798988338604
More fics and original work below...
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(lovely Martin Blackwood artwork by @hihereami)
The Magnus Archives fics:
My biggest series is the Love & Nonsense AU, which is a book publishing/bookshop AU with, as of today, over 250k words, two and a half long fics (the half is WIP), and several shorter fics both smutty and not smutty.
We've got one good solid JMart longfic, Love & Nonsense at Leitner Press, and lots and lots of TimGerry, including Hiding in Plain Sight.
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The Sandman fics
These are mostly Dreamling fics, though there is a Gaulcienne fic I'm particularly proud of and a Johazikeen as well.
At the moment, my most popular Sandman fic is Music When You Speak, a human AU, where Dream is lead guitarist for The Endless and Hob owns a record store. There are also lots of podfics, smutty one-shots, and Tumblr ficlets.
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There's also literally just this one Malevolent fic, but that may change. 😉😉😉😉😉
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Aaaaand more original fiction, subscription edition!
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Someone to Build Me Up
A weekly MM serial on Ream and Patreon for $5/month patrons, and on Kindle Vella using their token system. (Psp psp psp, Sandman fan friends, this is very Dreamling coded.)
Reeling from a breakup, English professor Zack Carter is trying to pull himself together for his sister's wedding. His recovery includes hiring sexy, snarky, and multi-talented Marcus Berens as his personal trainer. When Zack finds out his ex has chosen his former bully as her wedding date, Marcus agrees to play the role of Zack's boyfriend. But despite a shared love of theater, neither of them are good at pretending their feelings are just an act.
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You're the Most
The second book after Love, Lies, and Cryptids, posted in serial form every other week (for now!) on Patreon and Ream for $10/month patrons. (Tim/Gerry lovers, this one's for you. 😉😉😉)
Andie Silvana is stretched as thin as they can get running Blossom & Crow—a goth bookstore and community hub—all by themself. Fresh from rage-quitting his job, Evan Brooks, fears falling back into a life he doesn’t want before he figures out what he does. Both notorious flirts, the two come together like an electrical storm. But what starts out as a little steamy fun may turn into exactly what they need.
Please enjoy! I enjoy good-natured yelling, so don't be shy about saying hello!
Lastly, you can sign up for my mailing list as well for the latest original fiction updates. Thank you!
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ml-nolan · 5 months
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I'm going to do a bigger post about this tomorrow buuuuut....Audible finally posted the audiobook version of Love, Lies, and Cryptids today!!!!!! Go get it if you can't get enough of my sexy voice. 😂😂😂
It's also on Spotify and Libro.fm etc., which I will post links to tomorrow as well if you are having trouble finding it. 💜🖤💜🖤
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ml-nolan · 10 months
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We. Love. To. See. It!!!! Wanted to feature this lovely 5-star review. And I love thinking of Brent, Skip, and Dick Glenn as delightful hate sinks.
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Review reads:
"What an incredible job M.L. Nolan does with crafting characters that feel real and relatable. The situations they're in never feel forced--by the narrative, at least.
The heat is smoking, the laughs are genuine, and the feels are so very real.
I devoured this book in one night, and I couldn't recommend it more to anyone who likes office romance, queer characters getting to be happy, and antagonists being delightful hate-sinks."
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(Also, if the person who wrote this wants to tag themself, it is up to you 😉😉😉😉😉😉)
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Get it on Amazon here
aaaand Bookshop.org here
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ml-nolan · 4 months
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My brain gremlin is almost under control! While you wait for the next chapter of You're the Most, I thought I'd make sure you saw this little morsel. If you're on my mailing list, you may already have seen it, but I put a little "bonus scene" from Love, Lies, and Cryptids together a while back featuring Nico and Jasper's editorial notes before their journey to Richard Glenn's.
Doc is attached to the (unlocked) post. 😊😊😊
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