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Peri Elizabeth Scott writes Love Changes Everything

Blurb:
Simon has developed feelings for the girl who bedeviled him growing up, his best friend's sister--not that Alys is a girl any longer. She's a grown-up, beautiful, wonderful woman who makes him crazy. He obtains her brother's permission to ask her out. And is rejected. 
Alys is innocent and plans to stay that way until she meets a man who holds the same moral code, regardless of her lengthy crush on Simon. Privy to his escapades and conquests, her jealousy has turned to distaste ans she sets herself on a different path. She wants a man who has refrained from meaningless affairs, who has waited for the special woman. And that's not Simon!
Simon does the research but Google assures him he can't become re-virginized and thus Alys is beyond his reach--until one day when he takes her, as a friend, for lunch in his beloved truck. That day, love changes everything.
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Excerpt:“Sorry.” Alys’s response was short but succinct.Simon waited, but she wasn’t forthcoming with any excuses. “You’re … you’re saying no?”A quick blink, a sweep of thick, dark lashes before those impossibly golden eyes widened. “I guess I should have said no. But I am sorry.”It was insane, but he wanted to continue the conversation, even figuring he’d regret it. “Why are you sorry?”A faint tinge of pink colored her cheekbones and a couple of little white teeth worried a corner of her full bottom lip. “I get asked out a lot. And I know it can’t be easy to get turned down.”Her reply should have reeked of feminine arrogance, yet it didn’t. If anything, it was considered and thoughtful, and despite the twinge of her rejection, he found himself admiring her for it. But wasn’t that Alys? Kind. Caring. A hint of surprise followed, confusing him. It didn’t make a lot of sense when he dwelled on it—rarely was he turned down and when it happened, it didn’t bother him. This was different, and a twofer. Huh.Telling himself it didn’t matter did not stop him from pursuing it like a juvenile trout after a cleverly crafted, manmade fly. “Is there a reason you won’t go out with me?”Another blink, accompanied by her tucking a strand of silky red-gold hair behind her ear betrayed what he thought was a bit of nervousness, and he thought to back down. Aside from his intense need to have her, Alys brought out some weird emotions in him, ones he might catalog as protectiveness—even possessiveness—and that wasn’t him. Better he let those sleeping dogs lie. He was crazy about her but clearly, the sentiment wasn’t returned. “Never mind. Forget I asked.” Even to his ears he sounded peevish and decided to add petulant to his rapidly increasing scope of emotions. Time to get gone. He was back to fleeing from her.She said, “I don’t date men who’ve … been around.


About the Author:  
Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in Manitoba, Canada and pretends to work well with her husband in their seasonal business.
Writing for years, along with her alter ego and three coauthors, she has published over 53 novels, including dark erotica and contemporary romance in a variety of genres, and reads most anything she can lay her hands on. 
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Doris O'Connor - Gabe's Revenge

Thanks so much for having me on your blog with my new Release Gabe’s Revenge. This is book two in my series McLeod Security and a lot darker and longer than the first book. You’ll meet some familiar characters from book one in the series, but don’t worry. There are no spoilers, so the series can be read out of order. :-) 
Gabe and Lissa took me on quite the journey when I was writing their story, so hold on tight, as they find their way to their Happy Ever After.






Blurb:
Revenge is best served cold…

Gabriel Henshaw is nothing but a monster—a ruthless killer—that’s what Lissa Andrini has always been told. Sold to the man by her own father, she fears for her life, yet she can’t help the insane pull she feels to him. It has to be some form of Stockholm syndrome, surely? It couldn’t possibly be the effect of his Dominant nature effortlessly pulling her under his spell and awakening her latent submissive side.

Beating Andrini to a bloody pulp soothes Gabe’s rage temporarily, but that leaves his daughter. Were it not for a promise to her mother, he’d refuse this payment, not least because Lissa Andrini awakens all of his protective and carnal instincts. The perfect counterfoil for his darker needs and desires, she has the power to bring him to his knees.

Can love flourish when you’re a pawn in a dangerous game? Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, anal sex, Daddy Dom/little girl play
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Excerpt:
“Fuck you, Sir.”
The snarky intonation she put on that title, while she yanked her chin up and did her best to stare him down, should have made him do good on his promise to put her over his knee. However, the slight wobble in her bottom lip, coupled with the way every delectable curve of her body was pressed into his frame, meant any such action would be a very bad idea indeed. He wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of her, and he didn’t want her first time to be angry sex. She deserved better than that.
“Oh, fuck, we will, my dear, but not now and not here.”
Her eyes grew wide, her already fast breaths sped up even more, and Gabe swallowed a groan. He let go of her and stepped back for some much-needed breathing space. As it was his cock was trying his hardest to break out the confines of the denim surrounding it. Gabe couldn’t even remember the last time he wanted a woman this damn much.
“So, you’re going to add rape to your rap sheet. Murdering innocent women wasn’t enough for you?”
A gasp from behind them alerted Gabe to Mavis’s presence, and sure enough when he turned his head it was to see her standing there. Hands pushed into the pockets of her ever-present apron her lips were pressed into a fine line, signaling her disapproval.
“Parkinson is here, Gabe,” she said.
“Thank you, Mavis, I’ll be there in a minute.”
She nodded, glanced at Lissandra and shook her head.
“Tell her the truth, Gabe, all of it. Or this will never work.”
With that, she turned and left them alone on the terrace.
“Oh my God, she knows, doesn’t she? I thought she was nice and I could trust her. Oh, I’m such a fool.”
Lissandra tried to get past him, but he stepped in her way.
“Lissa, don’t.” She pushed against his chest in a vain effort to make him move and then glared up at him.
“Don’t you dare call me that. Only Mama ever called me that. Don’t you fucking dare…” She slammed her hand over her mouth and shook her head. Misery and despair rolled off of her in waves, and Gabe had to fight the urge to take her in his arms. She wouldn’t welcome that move right now, if ever, and now was not the time.
Instead he crossed his arms over his chest, widened his stance, and simply looked at her.
“I’ll call you anything I damn well, please, little girl, and you will lose the attitude. I told you last night, you’re mine now, so you better get used to it. As for Mavis, she is the most loyal person I ever met. Without her, I doubt I would have survived my childhood, so you be nice to her, do you hear me?”
“Or what? You’ll kill me, too?” The mumbled reply grated, and he took several deep breaths to calm himself.
“If I wanted you dead, you’d be six feet under already, girl. After the hit on your father went wrong, I’ve never trusted anyone else to do the killing for me ever again.” He waited for that to sink in, and sure enough her head came up, and she stared wide-eyed, confusion evident on her face.
“I thought… it wasn’t…”
“No, little girl. I’m not such a bastard that I would rob a child of its mother, especially when that mother’s only crime was falling in love and staying with that fucker, Andrini. Besides, I prefer to kill with my hands. Much more satisfying.” He uncrossed his arms and wrapped his hands around her slender throat. Her heartbeat jumped under his palms, and he squeezed just once before he released her. “To feel the life draining out a piece of scum that crossed me … that’s sweet.”
“You’re a monster.” Her whispered reply made him grin.
“Yes, I suppose I am. You better get used to it, little girl, and don’t get any silly ideas of crossing me. You behave and do as you’re told, and we’ll get along just fine.”
She swallowed hard, but gave the tiniest nod, and that would have to do for now.
“Good girl, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”
“So, you’ll kill me if I don’t behave?”  She mimed quotation marks around that one word and nudged her chin up in a move of defiance that simply served to make him harder. It would be fun to tame all that passion, indeed, and knowing that he would be the first man ever to touch her, to teach her … fuck, what a turn-on that was. Gabe had never cared much about being the first. He wasn’t possessive over the women he fucked. That would mean he cared about them to be anything more than a convenient set of holes to sink his dick into, but this was Lissandra Andrini. His revenge and he was fast beginning to realize his destiny, too. Whether she’d also prove to be his downfall remained to be seen.
“Killing is too easy an out. That’s the only reason Andrini still lives. I want him to suffer, to wallow in his own filth. Death is too good for the likes of him. As for you…” He paused and smiled. “I’ve already told you what I’ll do to you. And once that ass of yours is red raw I will fuck it, so, maybe I’ll kill you after all with the petit mort, at least.”
Her sharp intake of breath almost sounded like a moan, and acting on instinct, he stepped closer, and shoved his hand under her robe to cup her mound. Wet heat greeted his palm, and he smirked, while a blush suffused her pale skin.
“What are you? You can’t … oh…” She tried to clamp her legs together, but one shake of his head stopped her. He forced himself to remove his hand, looked at the glistening evidence of her arousal on his palm and held it up for her to see.
“Protest all you want, Lissa. Hate me if you must, but your body doesn’t lie.” He licked the wetness off his hands and immediately regretted that, as her feminine musk hit his nostrils. Damn, she smelled good.
“I do, I hate you.” Her denial was too breathy to be truly effective, and Gabe laughed.
“No problem, my sweet. You don’t have to like me to enjoy fucking me. Now, go and get dressed, and meet me in the living room in ten minutes. Don’t make me wait, or so help me I drag you out there like this or maybe naked.” He grinned at her simmering outrage. “I’m sure my men would enjoy the view.”
“You wouldn’t dare?”
Gabe threw his head back and laughed.
“Oh, my sweet, never dare the monster.”



About DorisDoris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
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His Killing Princess

She was confident that her love had forsaken her.He was certain that she was only ready to milk him for his money.
His Killing PrincessFamily First, book 2by  April Zyon Published by  Evernight Publishing Cover by  Jay Aheer -----------------------------------------------BLURBAntonio Bruno always knew that secrets and death were a part of the life he chose, so he never intended to fall in love with Emily Reynolds, a woman who embodies innocence. He attempts to shield her from his life as second in command of the Italian Mob, but sometimes the best-laid plans can come apart at the seams.Emily is no stranger to secrets herself.  One thing she’s always been truthful about is how much she loves Tony. When a home invasion steals her from his life, one twisted lie turns into another, pitting these two lovers against one another.Despite the odds, there’s a chance Tony and Emily can fight to save their relationship. That’s if they aren’t killed in the process of finding the traitor in the midst of the Italian Mafia. Can these star-crossed lovers weed through all of the deception? And how far are they willing to go to be together?Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, spanking


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-----------------------------------------------EXCERPTEmily and Antonio met by pure chance. She had been thinking of their meeting just as much as she had been thinking of their past, mostly because she was thinking of a future with him. She was thinking of a future with him because of another huge secret she was holding from him.She sighed and closed her eyes. God, she had so much to tell him. She just prayed the man would understand. Then again, he was a killer as well, with a code as strong as her own. She lay in their bed and waited for him. As soon as he entered the room, all thoughts of telling him anything flew out the door and instead she knew he needed to simply forget. They had been together for five months, in that time they hadn’t used protection from the first moment they got together which brought her to the thoughts she was having about their futures now.That was the thing about them sharing professions. She could read his body language better than he likely knew she could. Emily rose to her feet and walked to Tony. As she moved toward him, she stripped out of her negligée and stood before him in all her naked glory. She knew what he saw. Emily wasn’t shy about her body any longer. She now embraced her womanly attributes, and that was all thanks to Antonio.She had scars, ones that couldn’t be hidden but had been explained away easily enough with the smallest of lies, ones she had hated to tell him and couldn’t wait to tell him the truth on. As he had told her before, her breasts were the size of ripe grapefruits, her skin a pale milk color, and her hair as red as fire. Or so he liked to tell her.She moved to Tony silently and began to strip him of his clothes, loving the way her pale skin looked against his very dark skin. Sliding Tony’s shirt from his body, she scraped her nails over his beautifully toned six pack abs and looked up into his troubled eyes. “Hard day?” she asked while working on his pants.She felt emboldened by this man. It was hard to imagine that before him she had been a virgin. She had killed a hundred horrible men but never had taken a lover. Tony had been intense, wonderful, and she had known from the moment she met him that he was the one for her.“You have no idea, sweetheart.” Tony took her hand in his and shook his head. “You know that is not how I play.” He growled lightly at her and then leaned down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and suckling hard. “I do love being greeted at the door by you naked, however. From here out I think you should greet me like this when I come home, but only when I text you and tell you I’m coming home alone. I would hate to kill a friend who saw my woman naked.”She shivered. Had any other man demanded anything of her like that she would kill them and leave their bodies for the cops to find. Period. She wasn’t one to be commanded, but with Tony, it turned her on. She seemed to need it. “Yes, Sir.” She bowed her head in supplication. She knew she would do anything he asked her to do. She would because she knew he would always ensure she had pleasure, no matter what. Tony would do anything for Emily just as she would for him.“Are you hungry?”“Only for you, Emmy girl, only for you,” Tony said only a second before he picked her up and carried her to their bedroom.Emily held back her laughter when he tossed her on the bed, because she saw the look of sheer bleak need on his face. She reached back, grabbed the headboard, and watched him strip. He all but radiated the need to control, the need to dominate in a way that eclipsed anything they had ever shared before, and it almost scared her, almost.-----------------------------------------------ABOUT THE AUTHORBest selling author April Zyon is a wife and mother with a full time job. She is a hopeless romantic and a reality TV junkie.April always has some sort of story going on in her mind, constantly scribbling notes in a memo pad she carries everywhere with her. April spends every possible moment that she has available to write, doing just that, writing. She writes everything from modern day cowboys to futuristic aliens.One thing that is always constant with April’s works, the men are Alpha, the women are soft and loving and there is always a HEA with lots of twists and turns. I love creating worlds for these men and women to live and love in and adore hearing from my readers as well.April has been blessed to work with some amazing publishers, and has been publishing for five years in November of 2016.(ps – did you know April Zyon started as Honor James?)
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His Mafia Princess Blurb: Gregorio Bosco worked his way up the ranks of The Family. He never had trouble killing, selling, or anything he was tasked to do. He’d been trained to take over for Giovanni when he stepped down, but that all changed when Alessandra was taken. She was the only good in his life, and he’d do anything in order to protect her—no matter the cost to anyone around him.Alessandra Morello was born into a life that she didn’t understand. She thought she was the daughter of a wealthy industrialist, however she learned it was far from the truth. She’s pulled into the center of a war with Gregorio as her only constant. Her attraction for the older man has only grown over the years, but can there be a future for them in their twisted world?You can buy it here: Evernight  - http://www.evernightpublishing.com/his-mafia-princess-by-april-zyon/ Amazon   -   https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01KS9M366/ Barnes & Noble - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/his-mafia-princess-april-zyon/1124480753?ean=2940153699868#productInfoTabs iTunes - https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/his-mafia-princess/id1148368470?mt=11 Smashwords - https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/661103 Bookstrand - http://www.bookstrand.com/his-mafia-princess-mf

His Mafia Princess

I am doing a giveaway; 10 lucky winners will win a free copy of His Mafia Princess… read to the end to learn how.
His Mafia Princess
Family First, book 1
by April Zyon
Published by Evernight Publishing
Cover by (the amazing!) Jay Aheer
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Gregorio Bosco worked his way up the ranks of The Family. He never had trouble killing, selling, or anything he was tasked to do. He'd been trained to take over for Giovanni when he stepped down, but that all changed when Alessandra was taken. She was the only good in his life, and he'd do anything in order to protect her—no matter the cost to anyone around him.


Alessandra Morello was born into a life that she didn’t understand. She thought she was the daughter of a wealthy industrialist, however she learned it was far from the truth. She's pulled into the center of a war with Gregorio as her only constant. Her attraction for the older man has only grown over the years, but can there be a future for them in their twisted world?



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Gregorio was pissed off that he had been called to the mansion, again. He had to get a hold of his men, or the Boss wouldn’t let him take over in the time frame given to them. It wasn’t because of his fuck up, but one of his underlings. The little bastard was dead now. Greg had personally seen to it. No one got away with stealing from the family, not under his watch. Period. Now if only he could get the Boss to agree that times needed to change and the stakes had to be higher so that their family ran even tighter, because the Russians were trying to move in on their turf and usurp their power. It was up to Gregorio as the Boss’s right hand—and eventual heir—to ensure that they died trying instead of taking over the area that they had carved out for themselves.


When he was let into the Boss’s study, he stood loose in front of the man. Gregorio was armed and ready for anything. “You called?”


“Gregorio, take a seat.” The man didn’t pose it as a question, and Gregorio knew it. It was an order. Once he was sitting, the Boss nodded. “I hear you took care of the mistake.” The Boss sneered as he said the last word, as if it were dirty. “And you made an example?”


“Yes, sir. I did. He’s currently hanging with his hands cut off and his gullet filled with molten silver. His silver-filled body was left on the lawn of the Russian Boss’s home, as per your request. We will need to be more careful with our recruits. How this one passed as Italian, I will never know. It was the theft from the small general store that got him. The girl recalled him speaking Russian as he stole from her. She was injured and in the robbery, she remembered our underling because he had come to collect the protection fee two days earlier.”


Gregorio smiled. It was a smile of pure darkness as he thought of the pain the man suffered. He then tilted his head slightly as he asked the next question. “You let your daughter leave without a guard?” Gregorio changed the subject to one he really wanted to know. That woman had gotten under his skin and had been there since she was sixteen when he saw her naked in the pool house. That was when he was third in the organization. Gregorio killed the second because he was jacking off to Alessandra. Only he was allowed to even think of her in that capacity, and he ensured that every-fucking-one knew it. Even the Boss knew now that Gregorio had declared himself to the man.


“She plays golf with her friends every Thursday. Her guards are with her. Have you learned more of her mugging?”


“I have.” Another reason Gregorio was angry; he was here when he should be tracking the bastards that hurt her. No one hurt her and lived.


“And?” the Boss asked impatiently.


“One of them is sitting in my basement tied to a chair. I was in the middle of discussing respect with the man when you called.”


“It’s more than respect,” the Boss said angrily. “You would do well to remember respect yourself.”


Gregorio had to bite the inside of his cheek. “Yes, Boss. I’m sorry.” He hated those words because it was a reminder of just how much more Gregorio had to learn. Just saying them had him wanting to kill someone.


“That’s better. You have to remember who you are speaking with at all times. Yes, I have been grooming you to take over, but that’s in the near future. In the meantime, you’ve much to learn, things I had to learn the hard way through trial and error and a lot of blood lost.”


“Thank you, sir.” Those words came from his mouth in a near growl. It wasn’t that Gregorio didn’t appreciate what the Boss was doing for him, but the simple fact was that he was impossibly impatient at times.


“Now, what was offered to Tomas to make him turn from his Family?”


“Half million and the promise of a new life. Beyond that, it was the tie to his long lost relative who was a Russian that we didn’t know about.” He shook his head decisively at that statement.


“The Russians are growing bolder. They are searching out long lost Russians in our family’s men and enforcers. Seems as if we need to work on our own genealogy so we can head these off at the pass when possible.”


“They want what we have. They want the docks. They want the refinery and everything else we have. Everything we’ve worked so hard to get.”


“That I worked so hard to get. That my Father worked so hard to get. Don’t forget, Gregorio, you are only being groomed because I didn’t have a son but a daughter. One that I would kill for and one that will never know the reality of her life.”


Greg knew the truth though. The old man had twin sons that were older than Alessandra, but they were born from his whore so they would never hold any sort of position of power inside of the organization.


“I agree. She’ll never know the truth of this life. Not as long as I live. That’s my blood vow to you, Boss.” He would give it too, his blood to keep Alessandra safe, to keep her pure and to keep her out of this life.


He was going to say something else when the doors opened. Gregorio was on his feet with his weapon drawn on reflex.


The man who stood in the doors literally pissed his pants. “I’m sorry, Boss, but we got a note you have to read.”


“Bring it.”


Gregorio holstered his weapon and watched. He was curious about what would have anyone daring to open the door when he and the Boss were in a conference. No one but Alessandra dared do such a thing. She would breeze in when they were planning war and not realize what she walked in on.


When the Boss stood fast enough to send his chair flying behind him, Gregorio knew it had to involve Alessandra. She was the only one that would garner that sort of reaction in the man. “Those fucking bastards!” The Boss yelled out his frustration. “Get everyone here.” He looked at Gregorio. “Someone took Alessandra. Took her in the middle of a crowded lunch at the Country Club.”


Gregorio saw red. He shook in his fury. “Who?” He spoke to the man that brought the note. “Where are her guards?”


“They were found in their cars, both with holes in their foreheads. Whoever did this made it personal. They wanted these men to see who killed them.”


“Boss?” Gregorio waited for his orders to find the woman that held both of their hearts.


“Go. Find her. Take her to safety. I’m done with these Russian bastards on our turf.”


“You calling a war?”


“They did when they took her,” the Boss said as he pulled his weapons from his desk.








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Chevon's Mate

Chevon's Mate
Space Wars, book 5
by April ZyonPublished by Evernight PublishingCovers and Banners by Jay Aheer




Laura Troxell was a Craegin woman who had everything in place for a long and loving life. She was engaged to the man of her dreams, had a brother that adored her and a position she absolutely loved. Well, that was until her world fell apart and the truth about her brother and fiancé came to light. Dumping her ex had her taking a nice long trip on a pleasure cruise around the Craegin universe, including traveling close to the neutral zone with Imarian space. It was thrilling and fun all in one. It was a non-stop party until someone decided to dump her like the proverbial trash, thankfully they, at least, dumped her in a life pod instead of just shoving her out of an airlock.

Chevon von Janus was a man who held his duty to train the next soldiers very seriously. He was a man that was a stickler for the rules, even when it came to an unknown life pod coming toward them from the neutral zone. Everything went by the letter in saving whoever was in the pod, he just never expected for the person to be a woman, a Craegin woman at that, but more than anything he hadn’t expected her to be his soul bonded mate. Talk about a surprise to the by the books commander.

The combustion between the two was felt immediately. However Laura had another secret to tell him, one that she was certain the Craegin’s wouldn’t want the Imarian’s to know about and when she did it certainly did heat up the war that was already sizzling between their peoples.

Chevon first has to keep Laura safe from his crew and then he has to work with old friends to figure out how to keep all of them safe. Life was going to get very interesting for these two very quickly. But no one ever said that love was easy, at least not when you were from two different cultures, cultures that happened to be at war.

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The moment Sophia Duffy met him she knew he was the one for her. She’s seen him in her dreams for years, knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that they were fated for one another. So when he shuns her Sophia doesn’t know what to do, expect to leave. 
Gunslinger James Butler “Wild Bill” Hickok has always lived by how fast he can draw his weapon. Statistics, odds, and where the sun sits in the sky he understands. But the pull of one woman on his heart, and soul he fears more than a bullet with his name on it.

They only have one shot at forever. Danger is coming their way, pushing at them all to make the wrong choice. James is running out of time to make the right call when it comes to Sophia, or risk losing her forever and missing out on the perfect love.






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Two weeks after returning to the Mountain, James saw her again. Sophia Ann Duffy.Pausing in the corridor, he watched her walking and talking with her sister. They were such opposites. Vivian was a bold woman, not just with her red hair and take-charge attitude, but she had a presence about her that said she wouldn’t take crap from anyone.When they’d found Vivian, she’d been on a story that had quickly led them to hunting down Vivian’s sister on the job. The monsters had targeted Sophia because she was one of the thirteen rarest women alive, a vestal virgin, destined to bond with a guardian.There was something about the dark-haired beauty that called to him. Unfortunately, if he focused on her too long, he ended up with a headache. One the medics were stumped by, since there was absolutely no medical evidence to support it.The doctors might be clueless, but the other guardians knew something. At least that was his guess, given the looks he’d been getting from Gaius, Hector, Jason, and Mercury. Even Alexander, who pretty much hated James’s guts, was giving him that same knowing stare. They knew something and they weren’t telling him, which was seriously pissing him off.Sighing, he watched as Sophia disappeared around the corner of a corridor intersection, and his headache let up.Giving his head a shake, he continued on his way to the base’s main hub. He couldn’t keep thinking about Sophia, no matter how often his mind went to her. She didn’t seem to want to see him, so it really didn’t matter if he wanted to talk to her. She avoided him all too well in a place he knew better than she ever could.“James, about time,” Mercury said.Acknowledging their leader, James then nodded to Helen, their tech guru, and took a chair near her. “So, what’s the news?”“Eric updated me early this morning. He’s found our guy again and is tracking him now. He needs backup out there,” Mercury answered.“So, you’re shipping me back out to Miami?”“No, Alexander’s already departed to assist him. Gaius is having fits again, understandable of course, but still, we need to keep an eye on him. He wants to go out there, but we all know how that would end up.”Yeah, Gaius on a rampage to get the man responsible for Emily, his soul mate, being hurt wouldn’t go well. Godzilla had nothing on Gaius when he got his back up about something and went looking to kill someone.“So, I’m here why?” James asked. He didn’t get why he’d been summoned, especially since he’d been off training. Mercury didn’t interrupt training for any reason.“You and I need to talk.” Mercury moved to the door and shot James an expectant look.Groaning, James rolled his eyes and followed the man. They went through the halls to Mercury’s office, where James took the chair he was pointed to. “What do we need to talk about?”“About you getting your head out of your ass and seeing what’s right in front of you.”“Huh?”“It’s been two weeks since you got back, and while I agreed at the time with the others to keep my nose out of it, enough is enough.”“Again, I’m going to have to go with ‘huh’?”Mercury raised a brow. “You and Sophia. Deal with it, sooner rather than later.”“There’s nothing to deal with, Merc. She’s a great girl and all, but she wants nothing to do with me. Given how my head practically explodes with pain any time I’m near her, it’s probably a good thing she’s avoiding me like she is.”Mercury scraped a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe you have no clue,” he muttered. “Do you remember what I told you about the medallion when I brought you back?”“Yeah, don’t let anyone shatter it, as it’s as effective as having my head removed. Which, in my case, is pretty much the same thing.” James was obviously missing a key point, though, because Mercury was giving him a look that called him an idiot nine ways of Sunday.“There was more to it than that. It wasn’t that long ago, and even with the brain damage you suffered, you should remember it.”Frowning, James thought back. The medallion would give him life as long as it wasn’t shattered, or he didn’t lose his head. It would help to guide him to stay in the light, but it couldn’t override his own needs and wants. If he gave in to the darkness that surrounded them, then he’d become one of the evil ones.Then it hit him. The medallion would direct him to the one woman in all the world that was his – his heart, his light, his soul mate. “Shit,” he breathed out. Sophia Duffy was his soul mate. It all made sense now, he could recall the way that Jason would rub at his chest as if he was in pain when he met Vivian. Now that he was thinking about it he could feel the ache each time he had seen the disappointment in Sophia’s eyes when he first met her. What had he done? Now just thinking of how he had treated her made his head hurt and his soul scream in pain.And he’d pretty much done everything in his power to drive her away because of the headaches. The headaches! He let out a groan and pressed a hand to his eyes. No other guardian had a medallion in their head. It made sense all of a sudden. He was getting the headaches because the medallion was trying to draw him to her.“There we go,” Mercury said. “I knew all you’d need was a nudge.”“Fucking hell, Merc. Why didn’t someone point it out sooner? She hates my guts right now. I did everything I could to push her away, and I succeeded. She won’t get within thirty feet of me anymore.”“Well, then, you have a hell of a lot of work to do. I’d watch out for Vivian, though. She’s a very protective older sister, and Jason’s been teaching her hand-to-hand combat tactics. While you might beat her on the draw, I figure she’ll take you down out of sheer determination and whatever women have that makes them stronger than we men could ever hope to be.”Mercury got to his feet and came around the desk. “Now, get out of my office and figure out how to win your woman back. Soon, too, or she might just be handed off to another guardian by whatever power lays within the medallion.”“Can that happen?” James asked in sudden horror.“Hell if I know, but it’s a power beyond anything I understand. It might just decide you’re not worthy of her and give her to someone that will actually treasure her for the gift she is. And that may very well mean you’re out of luck, permanently.”“Shit,” James whispered. Popping up to his feet, he got out of there quickly. No way in hell am I losing my only hope at staying in the light to another guardian. The mere thought of Sophia being touched by another man made his stomach turn. She was his.Stopping, he looked around. Now he had one major problem and a minor obstacle—getting Sophia to speak to him again so he could apologize and avoiding being gutted by her sister. He’d seen the looks Vivian had been shooting his way, and now he understood them.



God, she loved how sexy he was, but it was more than that. She loved how he treated her, how he loved her. She loved everything about him. He dropped his pants and kicked them aside, then stepped back up to the tub. Climbing in behind her, he moved down into the water at her back. “Damn, this is toasty,” he said, shifting around a little. “All right, honey, come here and let me cuddle you.”Sophia turned slightly so that her feet were on the other side of his thighs. Resting her head on his shoulder, she sighed. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around his back.His arms came around her, one hand drifting lovingly up and down her rib cage. “Much better,” he told her. One of his hands trailed down to run over her thigh. After a moment, he moved it between her legs, slipping down to cup her mound, a finger teasing her and slipping between her folds to rub at her clit.She shivered and found herself opening her legs even more for him. She circled her hands around his neck, her thumbs stroking over his rapid pulse. “More,” she begged.“Spread your legs for me, honey. Let me have access to all of you,” he said in a low, rough tone. “Are you wet for me, Sophia? Hot and ready for anything I might do to you? Is your pulse racing, your body humming in need for me and my touch?”“Yes,” she hissed. “I’m very wet for you. I think I stay that way, honestly.” She whimpered. “I need you,” she told him without hesitation. “Please, don’t stop.”“Good to know,” he said against her ear. The scrape of his teeth to her earlobe was the prelude to his fingers pushing into her. James curled them and hit that spot deep inside that had her tensing almost immediately for what was to come.“Oh God, James.” She sobbed his name and opened herself wider for him. “No pain. Feels so good.” She was moaning again, rubbing against his finger as he moved it in and out of her body. “More.” It was a demand, pure and simple. “More, James.”“Touch yourself. Play with your clit. Learn your own body, and its responses.” He cupped her breast in his free hand, pinching and rolling her nipple.Sophia did just that. She moved her hand down her body, over his that was working in and out of her, and rubbed her thumb over her clit.“That’s it, Soph.” He pulled his fingers from her body, laced them through hers, and pressed a digit from each of their hands back inside her. “Feel how hot, how wet, you are, Sophia. You’re so slick, so ready.” “I want you inside of me. Love me,” she begged.“I do love you, with everything I have in me.” He drew their fingers from her body again and grabbed her hips. Lifting her up, he turned her around to put her back to his chest, then poised her over himself. “Guide me into your pussy, Sophia. Take hold of my cock and help me slip into your sweet little body.”Reaching between them, Sophia closed her hand over his thick shaft. “Holy hell,” she moaned. “You’re so hard.” She adjusted herself, her thumb still stroking over her own clit, and sobbed while bracing her other hand on his arm. “You feel so good.”He let her slide down his cock slowly, one of his hands moving up to cup her breast and pull her back to his chest. “You’re in the position to move, to control what we do, Sophia. Move your legs so you can use them to lift and lower yourself on me.”She moved experimentally up, then down on him and sobbed back a sigh of pure, intense pleasure. “Holy hell,” she moaned again.“Nice and slow, Soph. Take your time, honey. We have all the time in the world. It’s just you and me.” He gave her breast a gentle squeeze, flicking her nipple as he caught her free hand. Sliding it down her body, he pressed it to where they were joined.“That feels so good.” She swayed back and forth on him, shivering in reaction to his touches. “There, that feels good.” She was moving slowly now, taking his advice and simply loving every single part of their union.“It should always feel good between us, Soph. No matter what we do, no matter how we do it, it should always be fucking amazing.” James pressed a kiss to her neck, her shoulder, and scraped his teeth lightly over her skin.She was rocking faster now, her actions just a bit rougher. “James.” In the pit of her stomach, butterflies threatened to burst free and take flight. Her pussy tightened against his cock.“That’s it, Sophia. Ride it out. Let it break free. I’ll be right here to catch you when you fall. I’ll always be here to catch you.” He was undulating his hips, driving his cock faster, taking her higher and higher. “Let go and scream for me, honey.”Sophia moved harder and faster on him. She needed this every single bit as much from him as he needed it from her. “There,” she sobbed, and with her head falling back, she screamed his name and let her release break free.He held her tight to his body as he rubbed her clit, drawing her climax out. Over and over, he slammed into her body until he finally stilled deep inside of her. His teeth latched onto her shoulder as he growled out her name and heat flooded her sheath in long splashes. “Damn, woman, I think you might have killed me.” He hugging her close as he pressed kisses along her throat and jaw. “I can’t wait to give you a baby.”“A baby?” She sat back on him, moaning when she did. “Oh, lordy.” She couldn’t believe how good it felt, even with them both being spent. “I didn’t think about that. It’s not something we have to worry about for a while, right?”He smoothed a strand of hair away from her temple. “We can see about some contraceptives, if you want to wait a while. We’ll stop by the medical offices and have them give you a checkup and see what options you might be open to. For now, though, I think I’ll have to use condoms.”“Okay. You don’t like that idea, do you? Condoms, that is?” She moved in closer and once more wrapped her arms around him. “I think that Viv takes a shot … or no, it’s something that was implanted inside of her, but I’m not sure what it is.” She shrugged. “Medical will know.” He nodded. “And no, I don’t really like condoms. But I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re happy. If you’re not ready for babies right away, then that’s okay.”Sophia pursed her lips, then said, “I just think we should spend more time together before we think of babies. We’re both really young, and I love you, but I think right now you and me just getting to know each other, traveling and enjoying life together, is good.”“Whatever you want, Soph.” He smiled. “Let’s get out of the tub before you start to prune up. You need to eat, and so do I if you keep attacking me. Not complaining, just so you know, making a statement is all. After we eat, I’ll call down to medical for an appointment.”
“Sounds good.” Sophia laughed and looked up at him. “And I’m attacking you?” She was grinning. “Well, okay, so I’ll definitely be the one who owns that. ’Cause I saw you naked, and I couldn’t help myself.”



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BondedIn the war between good and evil, a new breed of warrior has emerged. Strong and proud, they will band together to challenge an evil incarnate that threatens to tip the balance between the dark and the light. 
 Gaius Julius Alexander has learned a number of things over his many years. The bad guys are extremely impolite and their timing sucks. And the best laid plans will always go sideways at the least opportune time. For centuries he’s protected the innocent and fought for what’s right. Solid. Solitary. Dominant—and secretly afraid of turning into the monsters that he hunts. Until a routine assignment changed the game and gave him something worth living for. 
 Emily Duncan has spent her life trying to do the right thing. Between running her own shop and using her psychic ability to help the police track down cold-blooded killers, she didn’t think her life could get much crazier. Until a tall, dark stranger showed up and claimed that her life was in danger and insisted she go with him if she wanted to stay alive. 
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RevealedHector is a born warrior and protector. But in the war against evil, he cannot fight alone. While he has his brothers-in-arms by his side, a new element is necessary for this battle. That's when he finds Riley, and he realizes dreams can come true—even for one cursed to walk forever throughout time. 
Riley Jensen is sensitive to lies—the lies others tell, and any she has ever tried to tell. Seeking out sanctuary behind thick walls is her only escape from the pain. Except now it appears she might be the hunted. Not one to sit back and wait, she goes on the offensive with the help of a powerful warrior. 
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 For the first time in her life, Vivian Duffy is pushing herself to the limits of her abilities. With people dying in her city she seems to be the only one willing to dig for the answers when the evidence isn’t making any sense. But when her sister fits the profile of the killer’s victims, Viv knows she may need to make some hard choices. 
 Jason has walked the Earth for more years than he cares to remember. Always with the singular goal of ensuring the safety of all the humans around him. Meeting the woman who was meant to be his was never even a consideration for him, not until Vivian crosses paths with him at the scene of a murder. 
 The danger is growing around them, and with the fate of his woman on the line this Argonaut will do whatever is needed to keep her protected. 
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The Missing by Sara Anderson

*** Make sure to read to the end to learn about a giveaway I'm running! ***The MissingWild Mountain Shifters, book 3by Sara AndersonPublished by Evernight PublishingCover Art by Jay Aheer with Simply Defined ArtAaron, a tactical paramedic, knew Mandy was his mate when he first met her. Although she is shy, she had a kind heart and Aaron knew she was the one woman he wanted forever. Over time their relationship grew until they were both ready to commit to a lifelong mating ceremony.

When Mandy goes missing, Aaron fears the worst, since a rogue shifter tampered with her memory. Even if they find her, she may not remember him, or how much they loved each other.

However, there is more to worry about than Mandy’s memory. Brainwashed humans are attacking shifters and humans alike. Not only are the residents and visitors to their shifter community in the Colorado mountains in danger, but if the violence attracts national attention, their secret could be exposed, endangering them all. 
“My mate is cold.” Aaron placed his large hands on her arms and ran them up and down her chilly arms.
The heat from his touch made her shiver. Her knees felt weak, and her heart pounded so loud in her ears. Her hands stroked over his chest. The fabric from his sweater was soft, but she could feel his hard muscles underneath. Her tongue swept over her lips as her body tingled.
His gaze locked with hers, and he slowly smiled. He reached over and opened the storm door. “I am going to have to warm you up.”  He picked her up and carried her through the door, while holding her close.
Mandy rested her head on his shoulder. Aaron’s scent was fresh and clean, making her heat up even more. She shivered with desire and gave in to the temptation to lick his throat.
Aaron growled, and his grip on her tightened. Mandy smiled, knowing the effect she had on him. He placed her on their soft bed and peeled off his sweater. He tossed it over his shoulder before leaning down over her. His larger body covered hers.
Mandy’s hands ran over his smooth, warm skin. Her eyes followed her hands. She touched the pink scars from the knife wounds, thankful that Aaron was all right. Everyone downplayed his injuries, but she knew he’d been seriously injured. She looked into his face and smiled. He tried so hard to protect her.
Aaron pulled himself up and gripped the bottom of her shirt. He pulled it up and over her head, and tossed it to join his sweater. He licked his lips as his eyes met hers. “You are so beautiful, and all mine.” 

It had been so long since he had been able to see Mandy’s submission. He loved how she surrendered to him, and only him. Mandy had always been shy and quiet, but she had a passionate streak she let very few see.
Aaron reached down and circled a nipple with his finger, making Mandy tense. After one was highly puckered, he concentrated on the other one. Mandy whimpered, but kept her hands where he told her. Now he was really going to test her. “You may scream as loud as
you like, but you may not move.” He smiled when she tensed but nodded her head.
Aaron pushed her legs farther apart and looked at her glistening pussy. He pulled the folds apart, revealing her swollen clit, and blew on it. Her hips bucked as she gasped. Aaron gave her a light tap on her thigh. “Do not move.”
Mandy whimpered then hissed in a breath as his tongue lightly traced her clit. “Aaron, I can’t.” She cried out and raised her hips again.
Aaron smacked her again a bit harder. “I said don’t move, or you’ll be punished.”

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His Prize by Doris O'Connor

From the Author… Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my newest release His Prize. I fell hopelessly in love with all of The Cleaners when I was writing Ren and Susie’s story, and I hope readers will too. His Prize was, in fact, my first attempt at writing dark romance and I enjoyed it so much that the series was born. All of The Cleaners will find and claim their ladies in future books, so look out for them.Now without further ado, I give you Ren and Susie. Enjoy!Blurb:The Cleaners, 1It’s the choice of her life—submit or die. When Susie Elliot stumbles into the middle of a clean-up, undertaken by none other than Ellis Reynolds, she expects her life to be over. No one disturbs this ruthlessly efficient killer and lives to tell the tale.The man they call Ren has no time for tender feelings, but there is something about the curvaceous redhead that calls to him. Rather than killing her he claims her as his prize. One night should be more than enough time to get her out of his system. However, Susie’s submission means Ren has to confront emotions, completely alien to him. Killing is easy. This relationship thing is fraught with problems.When his criminal activities catch up with him, loyalties are tested to the max, and Susie has another choice to make—walk away, or stay and accept the darkness within.Be warned: BDSM, anal sex, impact playExcerpt:“Problem, Sir?” she asked and did her best to glare at him. “You mean apart from being kept a prisoner by you?”Her frown deepened when Ren swung his head back and laughed.“Yes, apart from that small detail. And watch the sass. You’re not in a position to exhibit any. I still owe you a punishment as it stands. I’ referring to the loan sharks, for starters.”He paused to assess her reaction, and when she simply stared at him, seemingly lost for words, he smirked.“They won’t bother you again, as I’ve pointed out the error of their ways of collecting on our territory. Once they realized you were a Huntly girl, they couldn’t have been more cooperative. Shame, really, I’d have enjoyed killing them…”A strangled groan escaped her at his words, and he drank in her sudden fear.“Which leaves your punishment.”Her eyes widened when he walked over to the rack where he kept his assortment of impact play toys. Running his fingers slowly along them he kept an eye on her expression. The whip made her tense, whereas the flogger made her breathing speed up in seeming anticipation. The cane elicited a similar reaction to the whip, whereas the paddles didn’t seem to faze her at all. In the end he settled for one of his personal favorites. He knew he made the right decision when she didn’t seem capable of tearing her eyes away from the riding crop. She jumped when he slapped it into his open hand, and shivers raced over her skin as he traced the end around her nipples. The little pink nubs firmed under the gentle pressure he used, and Susie gasped when he slapped the underside of each breasts with the end of the crop. Not hard enough to truly hurt her, just enough to leave a very satisfactory red mark behind. Her sweet musk increased, and a quick glance between her open legs confirmed what Ren already knew. She was getting off on this.Her ex had been most informative in the end. Then again, being strung up by one’s balls tended to make a man sing like a fucking canary. Ren knew all he needed to about this delightful young woman. A natural submissive, she’d thrived under the experienced Doms in the club, Ren, too, occasionally attended. She had been less responsive to Brian’s brand of sadism. Then again that wanker wouldn’t know what to do with true submission if it hit him in the ass and bit him. He’d only been interested in getting Suzie trained up, so that he could sell her on. When the redhead had realized his plans, she’d run. Straight to Huntly and ultimately Ren, which meant her delectable curves were now his for the taking.He ran the tip of the crop lower, over the quivering flesh of her rounded belly, until he hit the juncture of her thighs. A groan escaped his girl when he teased the crop up and down either side of her slit, and her puffy lips swelled further as more blood rushed to the area. Her clit stood even more erect, and Suzie’s whole body stiffened when he ran lazy circles around that bundle of nerves. The chains clanked, her toes curled under, and her breaths came in short, staccato bursts. More of her sweet musk escaped her clenching hole and dribbled down into the cleft of her ass, as her body climbed toward release.“I haven’t given you permission to come, pumpkin, remember that.”Another one of those cock hardening groans was her response, and chuckling Ren increased the pressure he used, while Suzie bit her lips so hard she drew blood in her seeming effort to control her body. The fact that she did wasn’t lost on him. The girl’s submissive streak ran deep, and she had been well trained indeed to respond to his command so instinctively.“Good girl, how close are you right now?”Ren withdrew the crop after one long last swipe through her sodden slit, which left the leather soaked in her juices. Such a fucking turn-on.When she didn’t answer him, he brought the crop down hard on her quivering clit.Susie screamed and bucked against her restraints, and the fire in her passion glazed eyes when she glared at him made his balls ache anew. There she was, his little hell cat.“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer, girl, otherwise, I shall leave you strapped up liked this all night, and in a chastity belt to boot, with both your holes plugged and no chance of any relief soon.”Ren smirked at the way she frantically shook her head.“Sir, please. I … don’t I get a safeword?”Tears streamed down Susie’s face, and Ren shook his head in wry amusement.“How cute that you think this is an option here. Let’s get one thing straight, girl. You’re mine, and I’m going to do to you what I damn well please, and there isn’t a thing you can do to stop me.”Susie sniffed and gave a reluctant nod.“Fine, but I hate you.”The words were brave, but there was no conviction behind them, and when Ren resumed the slow torture of her clit with the end of the crop, Suzie’s feminine mewls of need told him an entirely different story.“So you say, but your body wants me anyway. Here, taste how wet you are for the man you profess to hate.”Ren slowly brought the crop up her curves, leaving a wet trail of her arousal behind on her flawless skin, and it was a matter of moments to shove the crop past her lips.A gasp was his reward, and Ren smiled.“Lick it clean, and then tell me again how much you hate what I’m doing to you.Buy Links:Evernight  ~  Bookstrand  ~  Amazon (UK)  ~  Amazon (US)  ~  AllRomanceAuthor Bio:Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.Author Links:Website  ~  Blog  ~  Twitter  ~  Facebook  ~  Pinterest
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Protected, Warriors of the Light 3

Protected, Warriors of the Light 3Written by  April Zyon Published by  Evernight Publishing Cover and artwork by Jay Aheer with  Simply Defined Art

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About the book ~Editor's Pick~

For the first time in her life, Vivian Duffy is pushing herself to the limits of her abilities. With people dying in her city she seems to be the only one willing to dig for the answers when the evidence isn’t making any sense. But when her sister fits the profile of the killer’s victims, Viv knows she may need to make some hard choices.

Jason has walked the Earth for more years than he cares to remember. Always with the singular goal of ensuring the safety of all the humans around him. Meeting the woman who was meant to be his was never even a consideration for him, not until Vivian crosses paths with him at the scene of a murder.

The danger is growing around them, and with the fate of his woman on the line this Argonaut will do whatever is needed to keep her protected.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing

Excerpt - G Rated -
Dropping his carry-on at his feet, Jason stretched his arms over his head. The flight into Seattle had been damn long. They’d had to make an impromptu landing when one of the passengers had gotten out of hand. Then there was a wait while the local police had pried him and his pissed off wife from the plane.
There’d been further delay when a storm had blown in, leaving them sitting on a runway for another three hours. Finally, they’d made it into the air during a break in the squall and were back on their way.
It had been a very long day in the air and on the ground. He was where he needed to be, though. Now all he had to do was find James so they could get their behinds moving. Which, knowing the cowboy as he did, the other man would likely be in the nearest bar. Grabbing his bag, he scoped out the area and spotted the one that would call to the Wild West gunman.
Too easy. Rolling his eyes, Jason slung the duffel over his shoulder and made his way to the tavern. Inside, he spotted James easily. The man was holding court with a gaggle of women, who were all drooling over his authentic accent. Why Mercury had thought putting the two of them together on a mission was a good idea, he’d never figure out.
Reaching the table, he dropped his luggage again. “James.”
“Jason!” James popped to his feet and came around to hug Jason, pounding his back. “Good of you to join us. Ladies, this is Jason. Jase, these are the ladies. They’ve been keeping me company while I waited for your flight. I heard ya’ll had a bit of trouble, got stuck through a bit of a storm. Bad luck, that.”
“Yeah, to say the least.” Jason gave a slight bow to the women. “Which means we really should get going, James. We have a job to do, and I’m sure you’ve had more than your fair share of drinking already today.”
“Right, true enough,” James said with a nod. “Sorry, ladies, but the man has a point. So, if ya’ll want to give me your numbers, I’ll call each and every one of ya’ll as soon as I can.” He leaned over and grinned at a blonde. “Especially you, sugar.” He handed off his phone and collected from all six.
When he had gotten his cell back, plus a few kisses, they paid his tab and went to collect the rental car. Passing James the folder from Mercury, Jason settled behind the wheel and got them moving.
“Shit, this here’s rather thin,” James said.
“I know. There’s not a lot to go on. A few really old cases that may or may not be related, and then the two newest ones. I don’t have a clue if this is anything more than a wild goose chase.”
“Damn,” James breathed. “Well, I guess all we can really do is check them out and see if it was human killings, or if it was more. Really wish these assholes would leave us calling cards. Be so much easier in the long run.”
“Yeah, just what we need. The evil ones leaving calling cards at their murders. Then we’d have the feds on each of the cases, looking for a serial killer that apparently hops from one end of the country to the other and back again. Somehow, I don’t see that as something that would work out well for us.”
“No, I guess not,” James muttered. “So, which one do we want to look at first?”
“Given where we are, we’ll look at the scene that was out north of Jefferson Park Golf Club. It’s the closest,” Jason answered. “After that, we’ll head to the one that happened in the Lower Queen Anne district. I doubt there will be much left after all this time, but you never know.” They could get lucky, though he didn’t hold out much hope for that. It hadn’t done him a lot of good over the years.
Twenty minutes later, they were studying the scene a block north and slightly east of the golf club. As he’d surmised, there wasn’t a lot left beyond some scraggly pieces of police tape and stains on the concrete.
But Jason wasn’t really interested in the scene itself. It was what was around that counted. Moving to where the body had been found, he turned his back. He wanted to know what the victim, a young woman by the name of Katy, had seen in her last moments.
It wasn’t a horrible area, not by a long shot. A little wear and tear, but nothing that jumped out and screamed “worst neighborhood on the planet.” There was some graffiti, but again, nothing that stated they were in gang territory, or a place most folks wouldn’t enter in the middle of the afternoon, let alone after dark.
For all intents and purposes, it was an average area, in an average American city, with nothing to make it stand out. Except for one thing. “We need to get Helen to pull the video feed from the night of the murder.”
“Wouldn’t the police have done that already?” James asked him.
“Possibly, likely even,” Jason said. “They’re not us, though, and they may not see what we will. Most humans don’t want to acknowledge the strange and unusual. Their minds automatically cover it up, and they play it off as a trick of the light, a shadow, or something else that allows them to sleep at night.”
“Good point.” His partner nodded. “Well, we might as well head to the next scene. Maybe there will be video around there, too.”
Jason was hoping so on the drive into Lower Queen Anne. They needed a break on the case, if there really was one. Reaching the corner of West Republican Street and Second Avenue, they found a parking spot. Jason climbed out of the SUV and looked around. Apparently, luck was on their side this time. “We have cameras,” he announced.
James nodded. “So I see. I’ll call Helen and get her to do her thing. Be nice to know if we’re just dealing with a regular old killer or a monster. Not that a regular killer is all that great, but it’s a hell of a lot better than the alternative.”
While James made the call back to the Mountain, Jason headed for the alley between buildings, where the murder had occurred. Ten feet in, he stopped. The police tape that remained was in slightly better condition than at the last spot. Turning, he gazed up at the buildings on each side.
A lot of windows, but given what was in each building and the time of night the young man, Vern, had been killed, there wouldn’t have been witnesses. Unfortunately, he didn’t think the video would be all that helpful, either, given where the cameras were located.
Walking back out to the street, he headed for the truck and James. The cowboy was off the phone and lounging back against the bumper, checking out women as they went past.
“Tell me you’re not checking out women on the street?”
“All right, I’ll tell you I’m not checking out women on the street,” James answered. “Even though they are damn fine.” He nodded to another one, receiving a smile in return.
“Anyone ever mention you are—what is that quaint saying? Ah yes … you are a dog,” Jason said.
“Woof.” James grinned at him. “We done here?”
“Yes, there’s nothing to see. We’ll need to hope we get some video. Did you contact Helen?”
“She’ll be pulling it as soon as she can. She said she had to find it first but will call as soon as she has something for us.”
“Good,” Jason said. “We might as well go to our hotel. I doubt we’ll get anything from her today, and I’m starving. They didn’t even have those little pouches of peanuts on the flight.”
“That’s because everyone’s all paranoid by the rise in allergies. They ditched the peanuts off flights, banned peanut butter from schools, and are coddling everyone. Too many people have turned into pansies. It’s deplorable,” James muttered with a sneer.
Jason wasn’t about to argue with him. Climbing into the truck, he put it in gear and got them moving toward their hotel. Food, a shower, and then sleep. In that order.




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