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Is Liam Van Zandt living in The Twilight Zone? It sure looks that way. The victims in the murders he’s investigating seem to have been crushed by a cursed statue.
In the middle of his investigation Liam is fighting his attraction to the mysterious Dr. Bartek Szala, a police consultant and amateur folklorist. With everything coming to a head and his Captain breathing down his neck, Liam has been denying his attraction to Bartek. But when they are thrust into a supernatural world of witches, vampires and werewolves they have to join forces or they won’t survive.
Will Liam and Bartek come out alive or will they succumb to the danger that surrounds the Legend of Black Aggie?
Finally, The Law of the Jungle is FREE on Amazon. Thank you to all who reported the lower price to them. Go and enjoy it now. I love free things! *g*
ETA: Since this is our first attempt at self-publishing, I was made aware that only US residents can get our book free on Amazon. So, if you are outside the US, please go to GoodReads, Smashwords or ARe and pick it up free there. We apologize.
After some editing, formatting and trying to figure out the Smashwords web site, Eleanor and I are happy to announce that The Law of the Jungle, our free blog read, is available for download NOW! The story is complete and comes in at 7,000 words. Smashwords has it in the following formats: ePub, Kindle, PDF and a couple more. It is FREE! (It will later be up on Amazon and Barnes and Noble, but until we can get it listed for free, I won’t post about it.)
Please don’t buy from Amazon yet, we are trying to get the price lowered!
Happy New Year! I hope you had a great one. Eleanor and I are continuing with our short story, The Law of the Jungle. In this part, Henry and Blake go back to Blake’s penthouse and sexy times ensue (Not Work Safe). Enjoy!
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The Law of the Jungle, Part 6
Henry had never seen anything like Blake’s penthouse. The same floor-to-ceiling windows that lined Blake’s office also lined his living room, affording a breathtaking view of Central Park and the city beyond. The furnishings were modern and obviously expensive, but not at all the lavish set up one would think a wealthy man like Blake would have. It was simple and comfortable, and Henry decided he liked it.
The bathroom, however, was another story. Luxurious to the point of near decadence, it was warm and inviting and fitted with the biggest tub that Henry had ever seen, complete with whirlpool jets. The shower was large as well with shower heads on three sides and one attached to the ceiling in the middle. It was easily big enough for two. His mouth dropped open at the sight.
With an indulgent chuckle, Blake said, “I save my extravagance for the things that really matter.”
The Law of the Jungle (Part Five)
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Henry moved quickly, almost too quickly, and next thing Blake knew he had a very persistent Henry Kadison looking down at him, holding on to his arm, so Blake couldn’t escape, and from the fierce look in his eyes, Henry showed no signs of relenting.
“Blake, you’re right, I don’t know what I want. I don’t know…because I didn’t expect this. I didn’t expect to meet you tonight. I didn’t expect you to show an interest in me. I’m just some farmer’s kid from Milton, Nebraska. But I do know I want you. I just…” Henry broke off, ducked his head, blushing.
Blake was stunned and astonished. Before Henry had turned away, he’d seen the sincerity in his eyes. Henry wasn’t a tease out looking for a thrill — he was innocent — the blush had given it away.
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The Law of the Jungle (Part 4)
Blake was confused by the change; he thought Henry and he were on the same page about why they had come upstairs: sex. But from the look on Henry’s face, this wasn’t about to happen. Blake sighed. How come he always got the closet cases?
As a rule, Blake didn’t get involved with confused straight boys looking to experiment. He’d learned his lesson the hard way his sophomore year of college with Jeremy Winthrop. The Winthrop’s had money to rival the Rockefellers, which had been the reason Blake had been drawn to him at first. Jeremy didn’t need Blake’s money, he had his own, and it had been refreshing to have someone in his life who didn’t want to know him because of the Martin name.
Lovers for a semester, Blake had believed they were in love, but in reality he had been just a fling for his roommate. A way to pass the time until he got engaged to his girlfriend. The scorn on Jeremy’s face when Blake had pleaded for Jeremy to break off his engagement still was vivid. “You thought I loved you, Blake? It was just fucking. I’m not gay. I have a girlfriend.”
Just remembering Jeremy and his betrayal, made Blake angry all over again. How could he have been so wrong about Henry? In reality, Henry was just another Jeremy — out for himself.