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Sex, Lies, & Joysticks #MFRWhooks

For the first time in a long time, Randa Arnold is happy beyond measure. She has the love of her husband, Linc and her paramour Matteo. After the fulfillment of a mutual sex fantasy and an unbelievable night of passion her world is turned upside down.

 

Lincoln never expected his wife to fall in love with another man, even though he knew that was a possibility. He loves his wife, but just can't wrap his mind around her emotionally attached to someone else, so he does the only thing he can, he forces Matteo to leave.

 

Forcing Matteo to leave has some unexpected consequences. Randa is despondent, yet keeps a brave face. This only intensifies Linc's sense of guilt. If that weren't enough, someone is threatening his wife. His only chance at redemption and to get to the bottom of the threat is to bring Matteo back. Only one problem, the man can't be found.

Excerpt

Lincoln drummed his fingers on the scarred wood table of the booth. Whatever Selena had to say, she would say it tonight. He lifted the tan ceramic mug of coffee to his lips and sipped the now lukewarm brew.

The bell above the diner door jangled, and Lincoln focused his attention on the newcomer. Average height, dark-brown skin almost the color of soot, and rust-colored hair. She could’ve been beautiful, but too much smoking and partying had hardened her features. The woman was thick and curvy, with full lips and brown eyes. In another time and place, desire would’ve flooded him. Now he felt nothing.

What he ever saw in Selena other than a piece of ass, he couldn’t say. He remembered what it was—he’d been lonely. Randa had been extremely hurt over learning he’d been unfaithful and her subsequent miscarriage. So that left Selena.

Selena was the live-in health aide who had assisted his wife after her surgery nearly six years ago. Since he couldn’t be the one to provide his wife comfort and companionship, he turned to Selena, who was more than happy to fill the void.

She offered him a tight smile as she approached. He didn’t return the gesture.

“What did you need to see me about?” he asked once she sat. The server approached, and he waved the waitress away.

“I don’t even get a hello?” Selena batted her lashes at him.

“Or a glass of water. Now what was so important you couldn’t tell me in a text?”

She huffed, slouched in her seat, and reached in her pants pocket and placed a crumpled piece of paper on the table. “I thought the news would be better in person.”

Lincoln scooted to the edge of the seat, ready to leave. He didn’t have time to play games with her, not after the wonderful afternoon he’d spent with his wife and the evening he still had planned.

“No. Wait. Please.” The desperation and plea held him more than her hand on his wrist. “I’m sorry. You still twist me all in knots, and I can’t have you.”

Lincoln sat. “No, you can’t.”

“Well, here’s a piece of news I know your wife will appreciate. I’m dying.” Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. “I swear, I’m telling the truth. I’ve the doctor’s report and everything.” She tapped the paper.

He stared at her, then the page beneath her finger. Surely he hadn’t heard her correctly, but there it was in black and white. Dying? Probably what bothered him most was that he felt nothing. This could be another one of her ploys to work her way back in his life. It wouldn’t be the first time. She’d tried something similar after she realized he wasn’t going to leave Randa for her. Selena went so far as to inject herself with medication that would mimic the symptoms of a chemo patient.

By then, he and Randa were working things out and had come to an agreement to open their marriage, Selena being the first. Her jealousies and undermining Randa’s confidence nearly toppled the tentative bond he and Randa had forged. Randa meant everything to him, and he wasn’t going to let another female destroy what they were building.

Lincoln was so stuck on the first part of Selena’s news he nearly missed the second, more important piece. He focused on her.

“Say that again.”

She sat back with a smug twist of her lips. “I said you have a daughter.”

Anger surged through him. There was no way in hell any of the words she had just spoken were true. He jumped from his seat, tossed some bills on the table, and then jerked her from the booth. Ignoring the stares of the other patrons, Lincoln marched Selena from the diner.

Once they hit the crisp air, heavy with rain, he shoved her against the rough exterior of the building. Eyes wide with fear, she stared up at him. He placed a hand at her throat.

“I’d kill you myself if I thought I could get away with it. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t walk away from you.”

“Because I wanted to hurt you the way you hurt me.” She held up a small envelope, the paper shaking so hard it rattled.

He snatched it from her and stepped away. He ripped it open and pulled out the birth certificate. His name was listed as the father. This still wasn’t enough proof. “And how do I know this is legit and not something you forged?”

She slid down the wall and sat on the asphalt. “You’re the only man I was involved with at that time.” She dropped her head in her hands. “I just need to know my kid will be taken care of after I’m gone.”

Shaking his head, he walked away.

“Please, Lincoln. I have to know.”

 

 

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A Stick Of Gum? #MFRWhooks

True Detective Agency - True Revenge by Lynn Chantale

Blurb

Still grieving the loss of a loved one, True Detective Agency prepares for a joyous event, the birth of Nathalie’s babies.

With Nathalie on bedrest, personnel shortages at the agency and the holidays looming, Matt and Nathalie are doing their best just to get by.

However, when they are photographed at the gravesite and said photographer ends up dead in their parking lot, it will take every ounce of cunning to outwit an enemy bent on revenge.

 

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, violence, and strong language. Also may trigger some readers for themes of BDSM, M/M, M?F and use of the 'N' word.

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Excerpt

“Hey!” he protested.

She popped the fruit in her mouth. “I’m eating for three,” she said around the mouthful. She crawled across the bed until she was in the middle.

Matt sent her a mock glare and carved off another slice.

“So, are we gonna talk about it?” she prompted.

Carson swiped a hand over his head. “You don’t need any needless stress.”

Nathalie merely folded her hands over her belly. “It will stress me more not knowing what’s going on.”

Carson glared at Matt. He smiled, a wedge of apple between his teeth. “You and I will have words later,” he promised.

“I want to know why anyone would be watching us?” Nathalie said, hoping to diffuse the tension. “Our last few cases have been routine.”

Matt tossed the apple core in the trash, then grabbed another apple. He sat on the bed facing Nathalie. “What about that guy who called wanting help with finding the contents of his safety deposit box?”

“What guy?” Carson demanded.

Matt carved off three slices, handed them to Nathalie.  “Um. right. It’s probably at the bottom of the inbox in Nathalie’s office.”

Carson swung his gaze to her.

She waved an apple slice as if to fend off the glare. “Things were a little jumbled while you were in the hospital.”

“So, tell me about it now.” There was a distinct bite in his words.

“The client,” she bit off a corner, “can’t remember his name right now. Said he needed to find the contents of his box which were stolen during the robbery.”

“And the contents?”

“A gun, a set of keys, a thumb drive and a stick of gum,” Matt picked up the narrative.

“A stick of gum?” Carson echoed.

“I thought it was weird too.”

Nathalie shifted on the bed, trying to peer in the tray on the dresser. “Is there any cheddar over there?”

Carson, who was closest, picked up the tray and set it within Nathalie’s reach. “If you eat too fast, you’ll get heartburn again,” he cautioned.

“As long as I don’t drink anything for a half hour after,” she retorted.

“Did you look into the client?” Carson popped a grape into his mouth.

No one spoke.

“Well?”

Nathalie plucked at the sheets. “After, Sam.” Tears bubbled and slid. “After you were sick, we didn’t do any more research. What cases Sterling hasn’t been able to handle he’s either subcontracted or they’ve been sitting on our desks. Waiting.”

Book 1

In a small town, in a popular bar, beautiful women disappear. This could just be a coincidence, but private investigators, Carson, Matt and Nathalie don’t believe in them. So they go undercover.

However, when one of the missing women turns up dead, the trio is disturbed to learn the woman bore a striking resemblance to Nathalie; they increase their efforts. When Nathalie disappears from the same bar, Carson and Matt will do anything to find her.

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, strong language, and descriptions of violence.*

 

 

Book 2

Revenge is his game, and Black Hemlock is willing to do anything to settle the score.
For years, Black Hemlock has been biding his time, sulking that bragging rights to a long ago cyber heist was snatched from him. Throw in betrayal and a broken heart, and he has the perfect motive for murder.
Once more True Detective Agency is called in to assist in finding the perpetrator, this time using Carson as bait. Fearless and capable, Carson has no problem going head-to-head with a killer with a penchant for poison.
As the trio delves into the lives and deaths of the victims, a buried secret could destroy them all.

 

Erotic Romantic Suspense includes elements of BDSM, explicit language, some violence and explicit descriptions of sex.
MMF, FM, MFM MM

 

 

Book 3

Family is everything.

No one knows that better than Carson, Matt and Nathalie. Through trials, and hardships, unwavering love and devotion, they’ve built a solid family unit. But Matt longs for a reunion with his estranged family.

A family in need.

In spite of the pain his sister put him through, Matt agrees to help his sister with a potentially ugly custody battle. Meanwhile Carson struggles to keep both Matt and Nathalie safe from Black Hemlock and anew more potential dangerous foe.

With every family there are secrets and hidden truths and buried lies. And lies, even those of omission, can destroy.

 

Contains strong language, violence, and explicit descriptions of sex. Contains BDSM elements. Also contains sensitive material which may trigger some readers.

Book 4

Blurb

A dead body, two stowaways, and a missing mom is not the vacation Carson and Matt envisioned. Rekindling romance will have to wait while the men track down the mom of their two young stowaways.

Back home, Nathalie is determined to help her father who is being coerced into participating in a bank heist.

Throw in a couple of disgruntled family members, mistaken identity and it’s just an ordinary day at the office. Until one of them dies.

 

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, violence and language Some elements of BDSM MMF M/M

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True Revenge (Book 5 True Detective Series) #MFRWhooks

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True Detective Agency - True Revenge by Lynn Chantale

Blurb

Still grieving the loss of a loved one, True Detective Agency prepares for a joyous event, the birth of Nathalie’s babies.

With Nathalie on bedrest, personnel shortages at the agency and the holidays looming, Matt and Nathalie are doing their best just to get by.

However, when they are photographed at the gravesite and said photographer ends up dead in their parking lot, it will take every ounce of cunning to outwit an enemy bent on revenge.

 

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, violence, and strong language. Also may trigger some readers for themes of BDSM, M/M, M?F and use of the 'N' word.

Available in Ebook:

Amazon Apple Barnes & Noble Smashwords

Excerpt

Chapter One

 

Click-click-click. The shutter did its thing from the camera with the long-range lens. The man with his eye to the viewfinder peered over the Nikon, before moving it back into position.

“Are you sure this is something you want to do?” he asked his companion, a sleek man with dark spiked hair, a trim mustache and goatee. He folded slim, soft hands; black ink adorned the knuckles as he set his hands in his lap.

“We have a score to settle,” he answered in a voice thick with some Eastern European accent. Maybe Russian? “They interfered with what was mine.”

“I don’t see how taking a bunch of photos at a gravesite is going to get us closer to them,” the photographer grumbled.

The photographer, one Cory Grant, studied the three people standing in a snow-covered cemetery. Two men and a very pregnant woman. Even from this distance he could see she was about to pop. Somehow the black parka she wore stretched to accommodate the belly. Her hair and her lower face were covered by a blue and black checked hat and scarf. The only spots of color on her. To her left a man with long dirt brown dreadlocks. He, too, was wearing a hat and scarf, but black to match the long wool dress coat. Even the leather gloves on his hands were black. To the woman’s right, another man his features were hidden by a dark fedora with a jaunty little feather at the crown. His coat was a charcoal gray, and the raised collar hid the bottom of his face. From this angle he couldn’t see the man’s hands, gloved or otherwise.

“Do you know who they are?” Cory glanced over his shoulder.

“They’re a bunch of fucking detectives!” he spat. “They walked into my shop pretending to be something else. He,” the sleek man stabbed a finger at the one with the dreads, “shut down my tattoo parlor. And I still have to pay child support.”

Cory pursed his lips. Having Matt—at least he thought that was the man with the dreads—close down Igor’s, his backseat companion, tattoo parlor wasn’t a huge loss. Igor was a terrible artist unless he was doing his own ink and then he was a veritable Picasso.

“Now how am I supposed to wash my money?” Igor demanded. “SShella was supposed to abort the little bastard. Instead, she has him and I’m supposed to take care of it? That lousy cocksucker Nick was to get rid of the kid. He botches that.

“I still don’t think taking on these detectives is wise. Especially Matt.”

Igor snatched Cory by the scruff of the neck and shoved his face in his. “I do not pay you to think. I pay you to act. They have suffered a loss. They,” he waved a hand to indicate the pregnant woman and Matt, “a baby anytime. They will be too distracted to pay me attention.”

Igor released Cory, allowing the man to fall into the footwell. Cory snatched up the camera, which had fallen, and anxiously checked it over.

He released an aggravated breath. The lens and the camera were fine. He glared at Igor. “I don’t give a fuck who you are. You break my camera and I’ll kick your ass.”

Igor laughed. “Is that what you’re upset about. A fucking camera?”

Cory ignored him and went back to staring at the trio.

“Who died?” 

Book 1

In a small town, in a popular bar, beautiful women disappear. This could just be a coincidence, but private investigators, Carson, Matt and Nathalie don’t believe in them. So they go undercover.

However, when one of the missing women turns up dead, the trio is disturbed to learn the woman bore a striking resemblance to Nathalie; they increase their efforts. When Nathalie disappears from the same bar, Carson and Matt will do anything to find her.

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, strong language, and descriptions of violence.*

 

 

Book 2

Revenge is his game, and Black Hemlock is willing to do anything to settle the score.
For years, Black Hemlock has been biding his time, sulking that bragging rights to a long ago cyber heist was snatched from him. Throw in betrayal and a broken heart, and he has the perfect motive for murder.
Once more True Detective Agency is called in to assist in finding the perpetrator, this time using Carson as bait. Fearless and capable, Carson has no problem going head-to-head with a killer with a penchant for poison.
As the trio delves into the lives and deaths of the victims, a buried secret could destroy them all.

 

Erotic Romantic Suspense includes elements of BDSM, explicit language, some violence and explicit descriptions of sex.
MMF, FM, MFM MM

 

 

Book 3

Family is everything.

No one knows that better than Carson, Matt and Nathalie. Through trials, and hardships, unwavering love and devotion, they’ve built a solid family unit. But Matt longs for a reunion with his estranged family.

A family in need.

In spite of the pain his sister put him through, Matt agrees to help his sister with a potentially ugly custody battle. Meanwhile Carson struggles to keep both Matt and Nathalie safe from Black Hemlock and anew more potential dangerous foe.

With every family there are secrets and hidden truths and buried lies. And lies, even those of omission, can destroy.

 

Contains strong language, violence, and explicit descriptions of sex. Contains BDSM elements. Also contains sensitive material which may trigger some readers.

Book 4

Blurb

A dead body, two stowaways, and a missing mom is not the vacation Carson and Matt envisioned. Rekindling romance will have to wait while the men track down the mom of their two young stowaways.

Back home, Nathalie is determined to help her father who is being coerced into participating in a bank heist.

Throw in a couple of disgruntled family members, mistaken identity and it’s just an ordinary day at the office. Until one of them dies.

 

*Contains explicit descriptions of sex, violence and language Some elements of BDSM MMF M/M

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