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All I wanted out of life was to catch the bad guys during the day, and find a guy to bring to bed for the night.
A quadruple murder wasn’t going to be an easy case to solve, but Alice and I were ready for it. What I didn’t expect was the familiar feeling I got from the room in the basement, or for the FBI to take the case from us.
I should have let it rest, should have moved on, but I couldn’t. I pushed. I kept pushing even after being told to stop. I pushed my way into a part of the world I didn’t know existed, that I would have never believed could exist.
Now that world won’t let go of me. The Society might want to help, but they aren’t the only ones who have taken an interest in me. I no longer know who I can trust, and with my life in danger—as well as the lives of my family—this new world might be my only salvation.
A quadruple murder wasn’t going to be an easy case to solve, but Alice and I were ready for it. What I didn’t expect was the familiar feeling I got from the room in the basement, or for the FBI to take the case from us.
I should have let it rest, should have moved on, but I couldn’t. I pushed. I kept pushing even after being told to stop. I pushed my way into a part of the world I didn’t know existed, that I would have never believed could exist.
Now that world won’t let go of me. The Society might want to help, but they aren’t the only ones who have taken an interest in me. I no longer know who I can trust, and with my life in danger—as well as the lives of my family—this new world might be my only salvation.
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All I wanted was to get on with my life, do the little good I could as a Private Investigator. What else could I do? The Church had taken the one thing I lived for from me, well, okay, one of the two things I lived for; being a cop. If you didn’t already know, the second is guys.
And as much as I try to avoid it, my birth family kept being thrust at me. It wasn’t enough that they were all dead, the rest of the Society kept shoving their misdeeds on my shoulders. Is it any surprise that when that damned briefcase showed up I wanted nothing to with it?
When it goes missing I find out that while it is mine, well my family’s, other people are interested in it and its content, whatever those might be.
I might not want to have anything to do with my family’s inheritance, but I will be damned if I let someone else take what is mine.
And as much as I try to avoid it, my birth family kept being thrust at me. It wasn’t enough that they were all dead, the rest of the Society kept shoving their misdeeds on my shoulders. Is it any surprise that when that damned briefcase showed up I wanted nothing to with it?
When it goes missing I find out that while it is mine, well my family’s, other people are interested in it and its content, whatever those might be.
I might not want to have anything to do with my family’s inheritance, but I will be damned if I let someone else take what is mine.
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The Orr family will not be considered well-adjusted by anyone, but things go off the rail when Arthur Orr is kidnapped and Arnold has to seek help from the last person he wants. That problem quickly resolved and said unwanted person shipped back to Denver, Arnold wants nothing more than to relax and celebrate by banging a few guys. There’s only one problem. The people behind the kidnapping? His fathers.
Deciding he must remove them for the safety of the family, Arnold has to confront his brothers and his limitations. When the help comes in the form of someone demanding better of Arnold, it becomes apparent that he might not be the right person to run the family.
No problem, his Grandfather’s making his bid to be the head of the family, and he had no problem letting one of his grandsons think it’s their ideas, even if he needs to mark the idea on their body first. So when circumstances force both Arnold and his grandfather to work together, one of more than happy to do it, while the other can’t help but think it’s a bad idea.
And then Arnold’s fathers do something worse than have their son kidnapped.
TRIGGER WARNING
This book contains Incest, violent sex, rape, and emotional control for the purpose of initiating sex
Deciding he must remove them for the safety of the family, Arnold has to confront his brothers and his limitations. When the help comes in the form of someone demanding better of Arnold, it becomes apparent that he might not be the right person to run the family.
No problem, his Grandfather’s making his bid to be the head of the family, and he had no problem letting one of his grandsons think it’s their ideas, even if he needs to mark the idea on their body first. So when circumstances force both Arnold and his grandfather to work together, one of more than happy to do it, while the other can’t help but think it’s a bad idea.
And then Arnold’s fathers do something worse than have their son kidnapped.
TRIGGER WARNING
This book contains Incest, violent sex, rape, and emotional control for the purpose of initiating sex
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I thought life would be simple after dealing with Society backstabbing, a creature from another god, and revealing my secret to my closest friends. All I’d have to do was get my new private security company off the ground, deal with Alice’s constant harassment and Tom trying to run my life.
But amidst trying to find a friend who seems to have changed sides, an enemy returns, to offer his help. And a betrayal come to fruition in a rather unexpected way for me. All I wanted was a quiet life of running my company and having guys in my bed, and considering who my god is, it should have been a sure thing, but there are other players within and around this society of ours, and they have plans for me and those around me. So if I want my quiet days, I’m going to have to fight for them, and possibly take to bed the one man I’d rather kill. |
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All I wanted, after finding out my god let my parents die, was to crawl in a hole as far away from Him as possible, but He's now haunting my dreams. I wanted to wash my hands of this war the Society has to fight against the Gray Church, so I let Arnold Orr run the show.
But small people like us, whether we wield power or not, don’t get to have a say in what gods want, and it's becoming ever clearer that remaining on the sidelines comes with its own price—one that others seem to be paying in my place. Maybe Damian planned all of it. Maybe we are all nothing more than his puppets, and he has magical hooks into us. But if he thinks the pain he's caused to the people I care about will deter me, he's dead wrong. |
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