Coming May 2nd
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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“You let her stand out here too long,” Carson admonished.
Matt smirked as he slowly released his love. “I took her to the car.”
“She’s not even supposed to be out of bed,” he groused, heading down the slight rise.
“And if we hadn’t brought her along, she’d have found her own way here,” he pointed out.
“No, she wouldn’t have.” The declaration held a note of finality.
“Right. You can be the one to spend the next few weeks sleeping with one eye open.”
They arrived at the metallic gray SUV. Nathalie started to open the door. Carson placed a hand on the glass to prevent this. She quirked an eyebrow and he frowned. With a nod, she faced forward again, but not before a tear trickled down her cheek.
With a sigh, he jerked open the door. He kissed the tear away, before caressing her lips with his. She placed a hand on his cold cheek.. He kissed the inside of her wrist where a rough scar ringed the skin there. He placed her hand in her lap before closing the door.
Matt swept a hand down Carson’s back as he rounded the rear of the SUV to the other side.
Carson climbed in the seat behind her. Matt slid in next to him.
“Where to?” Sterling half turned in his seat.
Sterling put the idling engine in drive. “Not to alarm the three of you on this somber occasion, but I think we were being watched.”
Carson stared out the floor to ceiling windows of the family room. Behind him a fire crackled in the large stone hearth. In front of him brownish-green patches of grass showed beneath layers of snow now spotty from the earlier sun. A mug of Earl Grey sat at his elbow, untouched and lukewarm. He felt like the scene before him, cold, frozen with patches of dying life peeking through. Absently, he rubbed a scar on the inside of his forearm. The skin was discolored. A few dark marks almost like burns marred the area. And well, it had. The antibiotics used to fight meningitis had burned but saved his life. Saved his life so he could mourn Sam.
And he would mourn Sam. A man who knew, just knew how to relieve him of his worries and cares without saying a word. He’d loved Sam. Oh, not in the same way he loved Matt or Nathalie, but deeper…stronger. Sam was the one he wasn’t obligated to care for, or protect. If anything Sam had provided those things to him. He couldn’t call Sam his lover, as they weren’t often sexual, nor was he just a friend. Emotions went deeper than friendship but, he had been a partner. As much as Nathalie or Matt. Whatever the label, Sam was and had been family.
Yes. Sam had been family.
Slow, simmering anger bubbled up as he thought of how Sam’s death could’ve been prevented.
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.*
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
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.
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