In Darkness Dwells Release
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dracoqueen22Good morning all!
My full-length supernatural detective novel has been released by Torquere Press today! In Darkness Dwells is now available for purchase! Excitement all around!!!
In Darkness Dwells
Rated: M/NC-17/chile pepper
Genre/Category: Supernatural, Mystery, m/m romance
Summary:
American PI Elias Grimm has just accepted the case of a lifetime: billionaire Baron McPherson's son has died, and his father is sure it's murder. McPherson's offer is worth enough that Elias can finally get Uncle Sam and his ex-wife off his back. Elias travels to Japan, where he finds ancient grudges, the mystical power of a deity, and the equally mysterious Madison Suou, who might hold all the answers Elias needs.
Elias soon learns that the billionaire's son was only one of many victims, and he knows he's ill-equipped to handle a serial killer. Especially one who kills in a manner that can't be explained by modern medicine or science. But the money’s too good to back out, and so is Madison.
Excerpt:
I stepped into the shrine and the door closed behind me with a quiet click. I dripped all over the polished floor, watching as twenty or so patrons moved around the room. Lighting candles. Offering prayers. Browsing display cases packed with assorted jewelry, all crafted with silver foxes in some shape or another.
They were elegant creations, similar but with subtle differences. A slightly thickened tail here, rounder ears there. Obviously, each one was handmade and crafted well at that.
Whoever created these works was incredibly talented. I held a brief moment of jealousy, my own hands suited better for destruction.
I reached for one of the charms, drawing it into sight and dragging the thin, delicate chain with it. The fox here had four tails and crouched low to the proverbial ground as though preparing to pounce. The detail in the small charm was exquisite. I could see tufts of hair and groove lines.
“You know, the more tails a kitsune has, the stronger he is. Some even say that the nine-tailed kitsune is entirely omniscient.”
I blinked at the familiar voice and slowly turned, the necklace draped lightly over my fingers.
A face – as familiar as the voice – came into view, as well as the man it belonged to. Though he wasn’t wearing the casual clothes I remembered. Instead, he was dressed in traditional hakama, shitagi and haori – all of them no doubt custom to accommodate his unusual height. Had I ever been struck with the urge to dress in the traditional Japanese clothing, I would have to do the same.
I was struck with how right he looked in this clothing, not at all out of place or uncomfortable. The earthy brown, blue, and green tones highlighted the dark brown of his hair. And he held himself with the confident, refined air of a Japanese businessman. I wondered if he had been born here or if he was more like me – American down to his marrow.
“Madison,” I said tonelessly, inclining my head in greeting as hazel eyes swept over me, too guarded for me to read their intent. “Or should I say Takashi Suou?”
A slow smile curled the other man’s pale lips. I wasn’t sure how I should call him.
“Madison is my American given name, but I wouldn’t make much of a Suou if I used it,” he clarified for me.
“So I see.” I knew his name; it seemed only polite that I offer mine in return. “Elias Grimm.”
Madison – Takashi – bowed shallowly. “What a coincidence that we should meet again,” he said, a hint of a smile curving his lips. A hint of humor and something else, intrigue perhaps.
I half-turned, setting the necklace back in the display case at my direct right. “I don’t believe in coincidences,” I said, ignoring the twitch in my groin at the sight of that half-smirk. I remembered quite vividly how it felt to have him moving against me and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to experience it again.
But now was not the time. Now was business. And I was pretty sure there was some old adage out there about mixing business with pleasure. No good could come of it.
Purchase Information:
Publisher: Torquere Press I All Romance Ebooks I Amazon
Price: $8.99
Formats: .html, lit, Adobe and Sony optimized pdf, prc, epub
Reviews:
4.25 out of 5 stars by MandyM
4.25 out of 5 stars by Jessewave
Related Fiction:
TBA
Related Artwork:
Cover Art
Any information I forgot, feel free to give me a nudge!
My full-length supernatural detective novel has been released by Torquere Press today! In Darkness Dwells is now available for purchase! Excitement all around!!!
In Darkness Dwells
Rated: M/NC-17/chile pepper
Genre/Category: Supernatural, Mystery, m/m romance
Summary:
American PI Elias Grimm has just accepted the case of a lifetime: billionaire Baron McPherson's son has died, and his father is sure it's murder. McPherson's offer is worth enough that Elias can finally get Uncle Sam and his ex-wife off his back. Elias travels to Japan, where he finds ancient grudges, the mystical power of a deity, and the equally mysterious Madison Suou, who might hold all the answers Elias needs.
Elias soon learns that the billionaire's son was only one of many victims, and he knows he's ill-equipped to handle a serial killer. Especially one who kills in a manner that can't be explained by modern medicine or science. But the money’s too good to back out, and so is Madison.
Excerpt:
I stepped into the shrine and the door closed behind me with a quiet click. I dripped all over the polished floor, watching as twenty or so patrons moved around the room. Lighting candles. Offering prayers. Browsing display cases packed with assorted jewelry, all crafted with silver foxes in some shape or another.
They were elegant creations, similar but with subtle differences. A slightly thickened tail here, rounder ears there. Obviously, each one was handmade and crafted well at that.
Whoever created these works was incredibly talented. I held a brief moment of jealousy, my own hands suited better for destruction.
I reached for one of the charms, drawing it into sight and dragging the thin, delicate chain with it. The fox here had four tails and crouched low to the proverbial ground as though preparing to pounce. The detail in the small charm was exquisite. I could see tufts of hair and groove lines.
“You know, the more tails a kitsune has, the stronger he is. Some even say that the nine-tailed kitsune is entirely omniscient.”
I blinked at the familiar voice and slowly turned, the necklace draped lightly over my fingers.
A face – as familiar as the voice – came into view, as well as the man it belonged to. Though he wasn’t wearing the casual clothes I remembered. Instead, he was dressed in traditional hakama, shitagi and haori – all of them no doubt custom to accommodate his unusual height. Had I ever been struck with the urge to dress in the traditional Japanese clothing, I would have to do the same.
I was struck with how right he looked in this clothing, not at all out of place or uncomfortable. The earthy brown, blue, and green tones highlighted the dark brown of his hair. And he held himself with the confident, refined air of a Japanese businessman. I wondered if he had been born here or if he was more like me – American down to his marrow.
“Madison,” I said tonelessly, inclining my head in greeting as hazel eyes swept over me, too guarded for me to read their intent. “Or should I say Takashi Suou?”
A slow smile curled the other man’s pale lips. I wasn’t sure how I should call him.
“Madison is my American given name, but I wouldn’t make much of a Suou if I used it,” he clarified for me.
“So I see.” I knew his name; it seemed only polite that I offer mine in return. “Elias Grimm.”
Madison – Takashi – bowed shallowly. “What a coincidence that we should meet again,” he said, a hint of a smile curving his lips. A hint of humor and something else, intrigue perhaps.
I half-turned, setting the necklace back in the display case at my direct right. “I don’t believe in coincidences,” I said, ignoring the twitch in my groin at the sight of that half-smirk. I remembered quite vividly how it felt to have him moving against me and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to experience it again.
But now was not the time. Now was business. And I was pretty sure there was some old adage out there about mixing business with pleasure. No good could come of it.
Purchase Information:
Publisher: Torquere Press I All Romance Ebooks I Amazon
Price: $8.99
Formats: .html, lit, Adobe and Sony optimized pdf, prc, epub
Reviews:
4.25 out of 5 stars by MandyM
4.25 out of 5 stars by Jessewave
Related Fiction:
TBA
Related Artwork:
Cover Art
Any information I forgot, feel free to give me a nudge!
