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Cole McGinnis Mysteries
Former LAPD detective Cole McGinnis’s life nearly ended the day his police partner and best friend Ben Pirelli emptied his service weapon into Cole and his then-lover, Rick. Since Ben turned his gun on himself, Cole thought he’d never find out why Ben tried to destroy him.
Years later, Cole has stitched himself back together. Now a private investigator and in love with Jae-Min Kim, a Korean-American photographer he met on a previous case, Cole’s life is back on track—until he discovers Jeff Rollins, a disgraced cop and his first partner, has resurfaced and appears to be working on the wrong side of the law.
As much as Cole’s fought to put the past behind him, he’s soon tangled up in a web of lies, violence, and death. Jeff Rollins is not only trying to kill Cole’s loved ones, he is also scraping open old wounds and long-forgotten memories of the two men Cole loved and lost. Cole is sure Rollins knows why Ben ruined all their lives, but he isn’t looking for answers. Now Cole is caught in a cat-and-mouse game with a cold-blooded killer with the key to not only his past but his future.
204 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 18, 2016















"LA’s kind of a small place, you know? You think it’s huge, but it's not. Not really. We're all connected, some closer than others, but pull on one string, and you'd be amazed at how many people dance."

“Promise me one more thing?”
“Anything.” I was tired. Probably more tired than I’d been in my entire life, and sleep tugged at my brain.
“Promise you’ll love me. Forever, if I need it.” He slurred a bit, dipping down into a cadence more Korean than English, but he was clear enough for me to understand him.
“Forever. Even if you don’t need it,” I whispered, nestling up into him. “Because I will.”
I was stupid in love with Jae-Min. He’d become my touchstone, a far cry from the suspicious and wary enigma I’d first met at his aunt’s house. He was subtle, not something I’d been used to. I’d lived my life as openly gay as I could, embracing a lifestyle loud enough to make someone’s ears bleed… no, my father’s ears bleed. It was funny how after I’d been kicked out of my family for loving men, I wanted nothing more than to have my own family. And I’d found it in a sloe-and-honey-eyed Korean man with a wicked, sardonic sense of humor and an even wickeder mouth.
There were a lot of things about Jae I liked. I enjoyed who he was as a person, and he put up with so much of my crap. We shared the same tastes in movies, and he expanded my world in so many ways. I loved the way he laughed in low, soft tones and how he was a grumpy, ruffled mess for the first half hour or so after waking up.
I also loved the way he felt against me.
Of all the things I loved about Jae, it was the taste of him I adored beyond measure.
I could live off of Jae’s kisses.


"You are the most almost murdered person I know, honey."











"Promise you'll love me. Forever, if I need it." "Forever, Even if you don't need it," I whispered, nestling up into him."Because I will."
"Saranghae-yo, Cole-ah"









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”I felt the cracks of my sanity begin across my face, shattering away the numb mask I’d somehow put on downstairs without knowing I’d tied it on. Something sharp punctured through my chest, shards of a broken heart I’d kept hidden for years…
..I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to remourn the two men I’d lost, but the dog - Rick’s fucking animal - let loose the demons I’d buried, and they came roaring back with a vengeance, hungering for any bit of my mind they could consume.”
”I was tired, too worn out to do anything but talk, but my cock tingled a soft hello from its nest beneath my briefs, happy to have Jae near it.”
”But you have to remember that I love you. Jae loves you. We all love you. And should you fall, I shall catch you and lift you up. Because no matter what comes of this, baby boy, Mama’s going to be here for you. You can count on that.”
”Tremblay had a rich voice, a booming, melodic roll that reminded me of butterscotch and whiskey every time I heard him.”