Thelma Mantey - author

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#author of dark, queer fantasy 💀🌈🖤 with a penchant 4 the morally gray & very dry humor; she/her; disabled, ME/CFS combatant 🤺 Find OCEAN'S BLOOD 🌊❤ on: Buy: GR: Linktree:

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Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Feb 25

A stolen voice. A forced bond. And the choice between freedom & the one he can't quite hate. ⚔️ true(!) enemies-2-a-giant-mess ❤️‍🔥 sloth burn 🦹‍♂️ an endearing villain 🤺 clash of 2 big egos 🌚 morally gray MCs CAPTIVE PRINCE x INTERVIEW W/THE VAMPIRE Find it on: mybook.to/OBL #WSpit #P #A #LGBT #F

Digital painting of two male characters against a dark red background. On the left, Asche has long black hair, pale skin, and sharp fangs visible as he leans in with a predatory smile, his hands resting on the shoulders of the other man. On the right, Vindt has a short blond beard, and long blond hair tied back. He gazes outward with a defiant expression. The image conveys tension and intimacy.

Cover of the fantasy novel Ocean’s Blood by Thelma Mantey. The artwork shows a mysterious, otherworldly figure with long, flowing black hair and intricate, swirling white markings covering their face and body. Their eyes are closed and their expression is intense and ethereal. The background is a dark, stormy oceanic blue, with faint mirrored imagery of the figure behind them. The title "OCEAN'S BLOOD" is in bold white serif font above the figure, and below it reads “BOOK 1 OF THE DROWNING.”

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jan 29

Incredible but true, today it's been 2 years since Ocean's Blood was released. So happy birthday, my dear little book! ❤️🎉 🌈♥️✍️🔥🖤📚😱🌈📚💙📢📚👀

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Dec 19

A little wet #high for today's prompt 🙂 From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy: mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

The ocean—strong arms embracing him and a soft caress on his skin. Beams of light, dancing for his pleasure. Soothing darkness, a promise of oblivion. The ocean—weightlessness and a reassuring pressure on his bones, layers of color and temperature, of sound and touch and taste, entwining, twirling, ever-changing. The ocean’s melody was deep and sonorous in some places, high and sparkling in others. The ocean—shelter, home. Swimming was a dance, the currents his partner.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Dec 6

A bit late, but here's a #hook (hopefully) 🙂 From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy: mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

Avoiding Asche’s gaze, he took the offered wrist and sank his teeth. The blood tasted of homecoming. It washed away all sensations, all thoughts. Inebriation took their place, unexpectedly strong, perhaps because two months had past since their last Binding.
Asche intoned the oath so quietly, it was hardly audible. Yet, Vindt felt what he had on their very first Binding: each word a nail the Singer drove into his mind, a hook he pushed into his soul.
Only now, the hook also sank into his heart.
“With my blood, I bind you. I bind your body and your soul. My blood will fulfill your destiny. You will be my shield and my sword. You will be my voice. You will depend on me as I will depend on you. You will defend my life with yours, and I will do the same for you. This Bond is sacred. It shall only be broken by death.”

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Oct 30

WIP's full of (dark) magic, but no #spell casting, unfortunately 🙂 And I'm devastated I missed the blood-curdling. Love the halloween prompts btw, @rosie-j-potter.bsky.social 💝🎃🦇 From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy: mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

He still didn’t get why Asche had proposed just that. In a few months Vindt would not only cease to be a Thyd, he would be gone. It must be to tease him. Asche knew what drinking from the wrist did to Thyds, how their powers grew and metastasized, aching to be used. Tease and mock him. Dark magic, evil—Asche had said the very words, knowing it was what Vindt—
“You shouldn’t venture this far.”
Vindt jumped so violently, the bench shook. Gaal. He glowered at Asche. “How many people have you killed by sneaking up on them?” He wasn’t angry, though. Instead a taut thread inside him unraveled, like an anxious expectation he had been unaware of had finally been met.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Oct 3

Almost as good as #hibernate 🙂 From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy: mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips (forgot the tag in the last post...) 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

Snow surrounded the little pool and fell in thick flakes from the sky, melting where it hit Vindt’s face and the water’s surface. A small waterfall kept the pool’s center ice-free, whereas the edges had already frozen over. The waterfall itself was beginning to crystallize into bluish sculptures at its rims, bizarre and beautiful. In a few weeks, its rumble would die down completely, succumbing to winter’s stasis like everything else. Death in its white-blue splendor.
The water was so cold Vindt hardly felt the temperature anymore, just the pain. He welcomed it, as it was forcing his mind to focus on his body, on the imminent threat to his life, eradicating all other thoughts and feelings in the process. Pleasant numbness. He imagined never emerging, becoming one with the landscape, colorless and void and frozen, to wake up again come spring with his memories erased, to start from scratch, fresh and innocent.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Sep 27

What I love about #WIPSnips is that when reading thru the text around the prompt, I ALWAYS find either a grammar error or some other glitch. How the WIP would improve if I went thru the whole thing like that... No #swift but brisk. From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy: mybook.to/OBL 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

The gate closed behind them. The woman turned to Asche and opened her mouth, but Asche hissed, “Not here,” and continued his brisk walk in the direction of… their room?
“I guess we are off then?” Narr said, gaze traveling from Kishoon to Risi.
Kishoon seemed about to say something, but then eyed the bird-woman with wariness and didn’t. Instead, he took Risi, who seemed on the verge of saying something too, by the arm and steered him firmly away. Risi shot Vindt a last glance that Vindt interpreted as “If you don’t tell us everything in minute detail tomorrow, I’ll have your head.” It could also simply have been “good luck.”

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Sep 12

Chocolate wasabi 😱🌶😁

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Sep 12

Vindt will encounter worse things than the desert. But for now 🙂 From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy. mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips #worst 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

The worst thing about the desert, however, wasn’t the scorching heat during the day, nor the sand the wind blew into his eyes, ears and nose, and every opening in his clothes, ending up even in Vindt’s underpants, but the near-complete lack of song. If it weren’t for a perpetual hum at the periphery of his perception, his senses might have reverted to their former human triteness. Vindt was grateful for every occasional melodic thread of some insect scurrying through the sand, bright beacons in the oppressive nothingness.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Sep 2

Vindt is tired a lot :-) From book 2 of my dark, m/m fantasy trilogy. mybook.to/OBL #WIPSnips #tired 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

Vindt’s anger had not abated, but it had slunk back into some corner, making room for tiredness. He wasn’t sure what he felt for Asche. Not love. Love was something peaceful, not this war raging inside him, this urge of the devotee to sacrifice himself upon his god’s shrine and at the same time tear the deity to pieces and devour their blood-dripping organs. Still. After all that had happened.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Aug 30

Another favorite English word of mine, after 'tantamount,' is 'hence' 😊 mybook.to/OBL 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Aug 24

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Narratess Indie Book Sale - August 2025. The promo graphic has numerous book covers listed, with 'Queer Books' centered at the bottom of the promo image. Book covers included, from top left to down:
Riyati Rebirth - Kai Zeal
Kotov Syndrome - S. Morgan Burbank
Higanbana - Jake Vanguard
The Oracle Stone - Talli L. Morgan
Trick - Cara Nox
The Killing Song - Felix Graves
How to Soothe a Fallen Hero - Jeremy Rayne
Dirt-Stained Hands, Thorn-Pierced Skin - Tabitha O'Connell
Flooded Secrets - Claudie Arseneaull
Carp in the Pond, Crane on the River - Ruth Miranda
The Edge of a World - JD Rivers
Ocean's Blood - Thelma Mantey
Dame Ophis - Merlina Garance
Tales of Yamato - Odessa Silver
The Devil in the Woods - S. Jean
Coal Gets in Your Veins - Cat Rector
Whispers in the Dark - Niranjan
Another World's Stars - Kel E Fox
Lost Blades - Liz Sauco
Aurethia Rising - Atlas Laika

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Aug 23

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Promotional graphic for the indie book sale featuring fantasy, science fiction, and horror titles. At the center is a blue dragon reading a book against a starry background with planets and rockets, with text that says Indie Book Sale indiesale.book Fantasy Sci Fi and Horror August 23 to 25. Surrounding the central design are 14 book covers including The Dream Haunters, Virelais Hoard, Shadows of Cathedral Lane, Create My Own Perfection, Strength, Ocean’s Blood, Reverie of Roses, Haima, In the Name of Honor, Beware the Rosemond Ripper, Cat Mouse, Legacy Keeper of the Sphere, The Dragon Next Door, and A Necromancer Called Gam Gam. A red sticker advertises Ocean's Blood at 0.99 dollars.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Aug 6

A voice turned weapon. A bond forged in blood. And a choice between freedom—and the one he can’t quite hate.🖤CAPTIVE PRINCE x INTERVIEW W/ THE VAMPIRE A dark m/m fantasy novel with (true!) enemies to a giant mess & a cute demon horse 😊 Link: mybook.to/OBL #QuestPit #P #F #DF #RF #DR #LGBT

Trope chart for the book Ocean's Blood by Thelma Mantey. Central is the book cover, which shows a mysterious figure underwater with long, flowing black hair. Its body and face are covered with intricate swirls of white, and their eyes are closed. The listed tropes are: only one horse, true enemies-to-a-giant-mess, sloth burn, guaranteed no HEA in book 1, forced proximity, endearing villain, gay and dark, and morally very gray MCs.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Aug 4

Still in love about Vindt and Asche from my dark fantasy m/m novel Ocean's Blood turned out! 💖 Art by the marvellous @/ramifonverg (insta).

An androgynous vampire-esc man with long, black hair is about to bite another man with long blond hair and a defiant expression in the neck. It's a dark but also very sensual scene.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 30

No #street but a road will hopefully do :-) From book 2 of THE DROWNING series, a dark, m/m fantasy novel with guaranteed no HEA in book 1 :-) Book 1: mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips #search 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #queerbooksky

Vindt’s head turned to an outcrop of rocks on the right side of the road, lips moving silently. Even before following the gaze, Asche knew what his eyes would land on: yet another shrine to Shumshumi, the road god. After a few steps, they were level with the deity in its alcove, a vaguely canine figure with a gaping maw for a mouth. According to their mood, Shumshumi might swallow travelers and digest them slowly as they screamed, or deign to shit them out at their destination and thus save them miles of hard riding.
Asche never knew if he should despair about the fatuity of the human mind or marvel at its ingenuity. With one hundred percent certainty he knew that no human had ever witnessed one or the other happening, but here they were, the figure’s feet adorned with fly-swarmed food in various states of degradation, and Vindt mumbling a prayer, though the Leruvian beliefs weren’t even his.
“It can’t do harm,” Vindt had said with a shrug, when Asche pointed that fact out several days ago.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 19

My 2nd favorite scenes to write after sex scenes are the ones where Vindt gets really, really angry :-) From book 2 of THE DROWNING series, a dark, m/m fantasy novel with guaranteed no HEA in book 1 :-) Book 1: mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips #search 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #queerbooksky

Vindt stared into those burning eyes. Becoming whole—everything Asche had ever striven for, the end of a centuries-long search for his counterpart, the purpose of getting Vindt out of Thrithid, risking his life, risking the First’s retaliation put in danger on—what?—a whim?
However, if the gesture’s aim had been to soothe Vindt it had missed its target. “An Eith—what the fuck shall that proof? You toss oaths to Eiths like a beggar’s coin to the fucking gutter! They mean nothing. You didn’t kill Silhorveen. You cannot command Verdurs. You will let me go when you get your part back. Fuck you and your fucking Eiths!” The last part he had shouted while rising to his feet. Now, his chest was heaving, his fists clenched at his sides.
“This one is—”
“This one is no fucking different! And even if it was, I’m fed up with it, with you, your Eiths, your secrecy. Why didn’t you tell me about the Verdurs, your women, my amulet?”

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 16

Some f***er broke into our basement last night and stole my bike. Patching my nervous breakdown with a snippet. From book 2 of THE DROWNING series, a dark, m/m fantasy novel with guaranteed no HEA in book 1 :-) Find book 1 here: mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips #memory 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #queerbooksky

Ru had adorned Vindt with another magical, metallic gift: a bracelet around his right wrist that kept him from committing suicide. The irony! Back to where he started a decade ago. If it weren’t so tragic Vindt would have laughed.
At least the bracelet covered the part of his skin Ru had sliced open. Ru had healed it, of course—hypocrite, righteous prick that he was—and no scar remained. Yet Vindt felt branded, as if someone had tattooed traitor onto his skin in magical, flaming letters, shining even through the metal of the bracelet. He had let Asche down. First by allowing himself to be captured and then by telling Ru everything he wanted to know.
Vindt tried to convince himself that Ru had left him no choice. The Eith had not. The memory of the looming presence listening to each of his words, weighing it, judging it, the perpetual promise of death breathed into his mind still made Vindt shudder. And yet.
Had he fought enough? Had he not been able to do something to outwit the Singer?

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 13

CAPTIVE PRINCE x INTERVIEW W/ THE VAMPIRE A rare magical trait forces Vindt into a blood bond with mages who use his voice as a weapon. All he wants is freedom. What he gets is a new bond with the cunning, sly Asche—and an offer of freedom. He only has to betray Asche. #BluePit 📖 #IN #A #LGBT #F

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 13

CAPTIVE PRINCE x INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE Ocean's Blood is a dark, m/m fantasy with: ⚔️ true(!) enemies-2-a-giant-mess ❤️‍🔥 sloth burn 🦹‍♂️ an endearing villain 🤺 clash of 2 big egos 🪄 a unique magic system 🖤 guaranteed no HEA in book 1 😀 Find it on: mybook.to/OBL #BluePit #IN #A #LGBT #F 🌈📚🌈🚀💫

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 7

I like the broomsticks :-) And here you go.

I don’t know—it was an answer he never gave when asked for the motives of his actions. He was always aware of each of his reasons and purposes, down to the raise of an eyebrow or the inflection of a word. Only, somehow, since Vindt had stepped into his life, the three words materialized like a triple bar put in the way of his galloping mind all the time, and, instead of clearing the obstacle, his thoughts crashed full force into it.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jul 1

Most #damage done in this WIP exceeds the scope of a bleeding finger, but... The excerpt also showcases a new character who will steal Vindt's heart (not in THAT way) & the show from everyone else :-) mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

Vindt kept himself from rolling his eyes. Sawing on his meat, he surreptitiously observed the two Singers at the table next to them, the pair who had been holding hands yesterday. They didn’t hold hands now, but they were sitting very close. Inevitably, Vindt was reminded of Inunshi’s hand on Asche’s—
“Oh, the fucking fuck.” Vindt stuffed his bleeding finger into his mouth, but withdrew it again a moment later to assess the damage. Blood was dripping onto his plate from the deep cut. Gaal. Eating—it wasn’t that difficult.
“That better be healed,” Geta said.
Yeah, fuck.
They both turned to Mzeywa. He was only a child, but had he not said himself yesterday he was healing the local people?
“Why are you looking at me?” Mzeywa blinked at Geta. “I’m busy. You do it.”
Little brat, Vindt thought. Mzeywa’s only occupation was playing with the baby.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jun 21

Haha. Seamless continuation from the other day :-) #defend mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jun 17

Infamous Asche with his #famous swords :-) mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

His anger flared. “You promised to let me in on your plans.”
“The plans for my mission to best the First. This has nothing to do with those. Also, I said I let you in on the things I deem safe for you to know.”
“What now? This has nothing to do with it, or it would be dangerous for me to know who that person is?”
Again, the Singer held out the scabbard. “Take the sword.” The “or else I flay you and mount your body over the entrance to the common hall” Asche didn’t say, but Vindt heard it nonetheless.
Vindt opened his mouth, but then closed it again and snatched the scabbard. A familiar high-pitched scream rang out as he unsheathed the sword. From its white steel, it could be any of Asche’s famous weapons, but Vindt immediately recognized this very one. “Huh? That’s my sword.” Or rather the one he had inherited from Reisen, Asche’s former Thyd. Ru had taken it from him at The Haven. “How did you get it back?” caprisky

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jun 15

So much #hair in this WIP :-) mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

His aura engulfed Vindt questioningly. This close, Asche’s ocean scent overrode the smell of his exhaustion, or perhaps Vindt had simply become attuned to it. He closed his hands into fists against the violent urge to reach out and plunge them into the mass of black hair, to lean forward and inhale, thoroughly, deeply, and then drown, drown, drown.
Asche removed the bracelet from his left wrist. Vindt’s gaze fastened on the exposed skin, intact save for the still-visible marks of his teeth. He had healed the spot once, in a different time, a happy time.
The exposed veins made his incisors lengthen. Vindt welcomed the surge of desire, indiscriminate between lust and the craving for blood. Relinquishing control felt good. He dropped to his knees. This too felt right. All his life, he had worshipped a dead Singer—now, he knelt before a living one.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· Jun 4

Haha. After a read through of the first paragraph with #check I found I replaced it with another word. So that's the next :-) mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

Issa laid a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay? Do you need healing? Shall I get Ru?”
“Oh, don’t be dramatic,” Tuait said from the barrier. “He’s fine.”
Vindt didn’t know what to say let alone do. He cast Tuait what he hoped was a questioning glance, but the Singer’s cold blue eyes gave him no hint whatsoever. Vindt checked his body, wondering whether Tuait had done something else with his singing but causing pain. The hatlú was still in place, though, stifling his senses and powers, and what else should he have done?
Slowly, the truth dawned on Vindt: Tuait had not come to rescue him. But then what? Vindt wanted to scream, “Asche told me you were his ally—are you still? What happened?” but managed to keep his mouth shut. What good would it do?
“I’m fine,” he told Issa, eventually. Which was a lie, of course. The pain Tuait had inflicted had ceased with the singing. Vindt was pretty sure it had not caused damage; he wasn’t even sure why he had screamed—it hadn’t been that bad. What hurt, however, were the shards of shattered hope boring into his heart.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· May 31

Not many #chance s my characters take in this WIP, but here's one :-) mybook.to/OceansBlood #WIPSnips 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

Vindt walked as fast as a market in its prime hour allowed for, elbowing his way through the crowd, earning himself more than one insult. There was no need to panic; why would the man waste the chance on a certain sale for what was probably twice the amount of what he had actually planned to sell the stone for? Rational thoughts, however, did nothing for his racing heart.
A seastone—he couldn’t believe it. To think he had not stopped at the stall. They should have looked out for them all along; perhaps they had missed others already.
Ducking under the canopy of another stall, Vindt realized that what he’d also should have done was ask the man if he had more seastones. Well, whatever.
Eventually, he caught up with Asche. The Singer had stopped in front of a stall displaying fabrics and was deep in conversation with the seller. Vindt didn’t believe he wanted to commission another dress; he simply seemed to enjoy his role as the rich merchant, the human. His role as a woman. He laughed at something the seller said. A compliment, Vindt supposed.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· May 26

#Mermay is almost over, and I wanted to take some last-minute advantage to post my little merman - for a change with his eyes open 💙 No real mermen in Ocean's Blood? Maybe... BUT we will dive a bit into Asche's strange relationship with the ocean in book 2, I promise 🙂 mybook.to/OceansBlood

A digital painting of a mystical female figure with long, flowing black hair that spreads out dramatically. Her skin is covered in intricate, swirling white patterns resembling smoke or ornate filigree, which seem to emanate from her chest and arms, blending into the dark background. Her face is partially painted with symmetrical white designs and bold, dark blue eye makeup, giving her an ethereal and otherworldly appearance. The overall color palette is dark and cool-toned, creating a mysterious, underwater-like atmosphere.

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· May 16

The word #power appears about a million times in this WIP. Here's one 🙂 #WiPSnips mybook.to/OceansBlood 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance

Asche’s gaze dropped to Vindt’s chest. After the bath, Vindt had not bothered to close the buttons of his shirt and the hem fell open in a skewed V. Asche’s hand followed his gaze, pressing down. Vindt’s heart beat against the palm as if it was a bird in a cage and the hand promised freedom. He expected to feel defeat or shame or guilt, but there was just this frantic beat and the whirring of his powers around it.
Asche closed his eyes, and Vindt’s attention was drawn to whatever the Singer was doing.
“How strange,” Asche said quietly without opening his eyes.
“What is?”
“It feels like myself.”

Thelma Mantey - author@thelmamantey· May 15

Quite a lot of honey in this book 😊 #WIPSnips #honey mybook.to/OceansBlood 🌈📚💙🧡🦄📚🌎🌈🚀💫🩷🧙‍♂️⚔️📚🪐 #booksky #queerbooksky #mmromance #queerromance