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True Detective Agency - True Revenge by Lynn Chantale

His cold cheek | True Revenge #MFRWhooks

Coming May 2nd

True Revenge

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

“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.

“Home.”

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. 

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 Detective Agency - True Revenge by Lynn Chantale

True Revenge

Coming May 2nd

True Revenge

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

Mattia Bianchi couldn’t believe a man he respected, regarded as a friend, was dead. He
adjusted the dark knit cap over his long dreadlocks and shifted to block a sudden gust of frigid
winter air. Beside him his partner and love, Nathalie Varner shivered and wept . He fussed with
her scarf, then her coat, lingering on the huge bulge of her belly. Movement skimmed his gloved
hand, and he stood in awe at the lives stirring inside her. Lives he would never see.
He looked over Nathalie’s head to an older man also in a long wool coat and fedora. “Maybe
take her to the car. The temp is dropping, and she’s been on her feet long enough,” Matt
suggested.
Nathalie grabbed his sleeve. “I’m not leaving until— Oh!” She gasped as she was lifted off her
feet and cradled in strong arms. She punched at his shoulder. “Put me down! He’s dead
because of me.”
Her sob shredded his heart. Matt adjusted his hold as she wiggled in his arms. “Be still or I’m
going to drop you,” he warned.

“You’re not even going to deny I’m the reason he’s dead.” She rested her wet face against his
jacket.
“Truck is warm and waiting,” velvet smoke stated as he passed.
Matt grunted acknowledgement. “You know as well as I do, the bank robbers are the ones
responsible for his death. Not you.” Snow crunched underfoot. “Besides, he thought you were
someone else. Not you.”
“Let me get the door,” Sterling offered. He had the door on the SUV open before Matt arrived.
“Thanks,” he muttered, sliding Nathalie onto the heated seat. He cupped her face, leaning his
forehead to hers. “Nobody blames you for what happened. We couldn’t have predicted they
were really after money and using the safety deposit boxes as cover.”
“That doesn’t make him any less dead,” she whimpered.

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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Read The Story That Started It All!

Valentine’s is always a busy time of year for PB and J Bakery.

With love fueling the need for sweet confections, there’s always room for romance. Even the anonymous gifts left for Penelope, by a secret admirer, are a welcome distraction from the chaos of chocolate and spongecake.

Penelope Bishop has an idea who’s sending the gifts, or at least she hopes it’s her sexy mystery man who stole a kiss on New Year’s Eve. The trouble is, she’s never seen him. Her only clues are dancing skills, a great pair of lips, and a sensual voice that haunts her dreams and every waking fantasy. All that pales when her assistant, Avery, inspires those same lustful thoughts.

Avery has loved Penelope from afar, but with her recent breakup, he doubts she’ll view him beyond the current role he has in her life...seeing eye person. He has one chance to woo a woman who defines her world through touch, scent, sound, and taste--think outside the dating box. When an old flame comes courting and makes Penelope an offer she just may accept, Avery has one last opportunity to make her his Valentine...he’ll have to bare all.

Excerpt Chapter One

A small throng of people gathered in the wide tiled foyer. The distant chatter of conversation mingled with the soft music and the occasional burst of laughter.

Mr. VIP eyed the small group of people with some hostility. Look at them. So successful and happy at this New Year’s Eve gathering. How dare they be happy when I am struggling. He clenched his hands at the thought.

Didn’t they know his world was falling apart? Didn’t they know he was suffering? Or were they too wrapped up in their own relationships and businesses to notice he had withdrawn more than usual?

They were supposed to be his friends, his colleagues, his support system.

And not one of them noticed.

No. Not when he had stopped bringing his wife around. Nor when he no longer hosted any social gatherings at his home. They hadn’t even noticed he no longer discussed his business, his passion.

They hadn’t noticed anything.

Breathing deep, allowing the rising anger to swell and dissipate enough, he unclenched his hands and exhaled. Once more, he was the calm collected man they all knew him to be.

“Has the rest of our group arrived?” said Abigail Anderson. She held the handle of a large attentive but aging yellow, English Labrador retriever named Percy.

“I think we’re still waiting on Penelope.”

“Let me grab a quick picture before we move,” Geneva Martin said. She walked a few steps away, her heels clicking on the polished floor. “I can’t believe I’m getting a chance to be here,” Geneva gushed. “My mom always described the lobby as classy. You know, lots of marble and crystal chandeliers.” Her words were punctuated with a feminine voice as she rapidly instructed the person with the camera to tilt the cameral left, then right. Then the soft click of a shutter snapping followed, echoing off the high ceilings. “I can’t wait to post these on my website.”

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