After the Master is shot, the shroud of mystery surrounding him thickens. There is one person who knows his true identity and he has vowed to protect the Master until his dying day. But the enemy of all enemies arrives in Canada to deal with the Master in his own way. Carefully kidnapping him, he places the Master in a wooden crate without food or water for several days as they journey to a destination unknown to the Master. When they reach their destination, the Master is greeted by someone he thought he would never have to face again, and welcomed to hell. No one knows if time will run out for the Master before he can be rescued and his true identity revealed.
Vladimir smiled with cruelty. The Master had tried to foil their plan many times. Since Julian’s arrest, Ryzdul became nearly obsessed with capturing the Master. They tried often to locate him or access his files, but the European Community kept his files in absolute secrecy. Thus, they didn’t know the Master’s real name. With Julian, Iain, and Vallen, Vladimir determined how to proceed and he became annoyed with his partners who only wished to grab their sex toys. As for Vladimir, his only goal was to capture the Master and bring him to Ryzdul. Derek would be an asset to help Vladimir obtain information from the Master. Thus, Vladimir decided to join Julian and wait for Derek’s return. Luck was on Vlad’s side, as Derek showed up sooner than they had expected. Vladimir ordered Derek to call the Master, otherwise Derek’s brother would be beaten. Derek dutifully obeyed, and after that Vlad strangled Derek slowly. Even though Derek didn’t beg for his life, Vlad knew he would when the actual pain began. Then Vlad would stop worrying about producing visible marks of torture and would only focus on causing pain at the place Ryzdul prepared for the Master. Lost in sweet thoughts, Vlad almost forgot where he was when the door opened and the Master finally appeared in front of him. For the first time, Vladimir smiled as he watched the surprise on the Master’s face when he recognized Vladimir. No one would expect that would come to Canada to get involved in a mission like this one.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you in person after all these years, Master,” Vladimir said, kneeling near Derek to push his gun threateningly against his head.
This is the second of three books in the Master of Criminals series.
“Master of Criminals – Under Siege,” a gripping international crime novel by A.J. Reyes, is available in the Apple iBookstores, from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, Google Play, All Romance ebooks, Sony, and Coffeetime Romance. Also available in print from Amazon.
For as long as he can remember, ballet has been Matt’s passion. As he walks along the street feeling rejuvenated and on a high from his first class and from having been admired by a much younger man, he thinks about the night he met Gabe. Gabe was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Their mutual attraction had been instantaneous. Gabe was a find and before Matt knew it they had become lovers. As he continues on his way home, Matt thinks about the man in his dance class and he wonders what the young man could possibly see in a man of his years. Perhaps in becoming a part of the young man’s future, Matt is trying to find redemption from his own past, a past which continues to haunt him.
As he watched Derek’s steps, Matt found the young man’s form sensually stirring. Singularly handsome in repose, Derek became electrifying when he flew across the floor in a series of grand jetes, then like a falcon coming to rest landing noiselessly in a deep plie, his smile radiant. Matt ached to be involved again in a love life more than in day dreams. Derek had assumed a featured role in his recurring sexual fantasies.
In their air-conditioned cabin at water’s edge, they lay naked on the bed with their fingertips idly tracing teasing patterns on each other. Turning on his side, Matt draped his leg over Derek’s stomach and followed the furrows of his ear with the tip of his tongue.
“I feel so relaxed. There’s nothing like a day in the sun and the sea.”
“And an afternoon of sex,” Derek said in a husky, put on voice.
“I don’t know exactly what you might see in an older man…or want for that matter. But whatever it is, I know you’ve done something for me.”
“You’ve stopped the clock…and I’ll do anything in the world for you.”
Derek didn’t respond as he leaned over and gazed into Matt’s eyes, and then without saying anything he kissed him gently on the lips.
“The Redeemer”, inspirational romantic fiction by Joseph Richards, is available in the Apple iBookstores, from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, All Romance ebooks, Kobo ebooks, and Coffeetime Romance. Also available in print from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
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Former child star RJ Stone has made the transition from kid actor to having a huge career in major movies as a young adult. Handsome, talented, and not the brightest bulb on the string, he is sweet, kind, and smart enough to follow the directions of his crack staff.
Roman heads up public relations and basic living skills, teaching RJ things like putting soiled clothing into a hamper, as in real life there is no wardrobe department.
Silent, sexy (and deadly) Roy is in charge of security for the star, keeping stalkers at a distance and a secret to himself.
Lupe runs everything else home related, from cooking and cleaning to rotating food out of the freezer, which leads Roman chasing across LA to retrieve what could be a very embarrassing item if it turned up as a spot on TMZ or Entertainment Tonight.
From neighbors who resent living next to the star, to a possible black market poultry ring and some of his staff finding love in all the wrong places, the life of RJ Stone is overflowing with Star Power.
Roman Wilson, RJ’s assistant – that’s me. Meaning, I’m also his teacher, stalker tender, companion, hand holder, sometimes friend, and frequently, reverse pimp.
Yeah, I know. What is a reverse pimp?
See, my employer, one of America’s little sweethearts, has a huge schlong he would dip into every man and woman he met in place of a handshake if he could. Oh, RJ isn’t gay or even bi. He’s just a horny little toad who has been so isolated from the rest of the world and how it works that he doesn’t know that not everyone gets pie and ‘a little something extra’ for dessert just because they are in the movies.
I had just fallen into a light sleep when my phone rang, making me jump bolt upright like it was the Bat Signal being shot into the sky. I had the phone to my ear when all I heard was a scared, anxious RJ managing to get out “Help!” I got him calmed down enough to know that he was not bleeding and that he was not out in public. If he was drunk or on anything, the shock of whatever was going down was killing his buzz.
“Stop talking, take a deep breath, and calm down,” I commanded. “Now tell me where you are and what’s going on.” The part of town I ended up in was seedy and run down. I left the car and made my way through a maze of alleys to a small dark house with the number on it that RJ had given me.
The door was swung open a crack by a shivering RJ. Without lecturing, I followed him through the silent house to a bedroom in the back. From a lamp beside the bed I could see that the room was disheveled, drug paraphernalia spread out on the small night stand. The only thing that made the scene more unpleasant was the still figure lying across the rumpled tangle of bed covers. Slipping my fingers to his wrist, I checked for a pulse while RJ trembled in a corner of the room. After a moment of futile fumbling, I was certain the guy was dead, so I dropped his wrist and reached into my pocket for my phone.
“NOOOOOOO!” RJ howled like a wounded animal, snatching at my telephone and wrapping his fingers around it.
“Give me the phone,” I said with gritted teeth.
“Can’t we just fix it?”
“He’s not a watch, RJ; he’s a dead guy,” I said softly, patience wearing thin as I reached out slowly for the phone, hoping not to startle him.
“C’mon man, you can take care of this.” There was a pause as the sexy young actor looked at me thoughtfully, then smiled. “I’ll give you one of my cars.”
“Just give me the phone please, RJ.”
“Can’t we just leave him?”
“We could, but we aren’t going to.”
“You know I’ve had sex with a lot of people,” he began as a sudden change of course, curling the corner of his lip in the practiced seductive way I had seen employed many times, “but you’ve never hit on me. Ever wondered what it would be like?”
“Star Power”, romantic fiction packed with humor and action, by James Brock, is available in the Apple iBookstores, from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, All Romance ebooks, Kobo ebooks, and Coffeetime Romance. Also available in print (including large print) from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
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Ashley, a semi-pro surfer from Canada, meets Josafina, a professional photographer, in Italy. With a picnic on the beach, romance begins, but time and distance between them as well as cultural differences regarding a love such as theirs threatens to end their romance. Perhaps a casual fling is all they can hope for, or is there some way for the two women to be together?
I heard her lock the door behind us and before I could say a word, she pressed her body to mine, kissing me strongly and moving her hands up my back. I was surprised by her move, but aroused nonetheless. Her kisses were damp and passionate. As she rubbed her cheek next to mine, I could feel the heat of her body which stimulated me. She was definitely the aggressor. The room began to pulsate and I didn’t want to miss a moment of this beautiful, sexy woman seducing me. She looked at me and smiled, taking my hand in hers, and walking me to her bed.
Within fifteen minutes we arrived at her place. It was a tropical hideaway set amidst tall coconut palms which sported an inviting hammock, a mango tree filled with fruit, and a row of banana trees. The building was a restored plantation house, painted colorfully with soft yellow walls, aqua trim and a hot pink door. My heart was beating fast as Josafina put the key in the door and turned the handle. The breeze was blowing the curtains wildly as we entered the living room/kitchen. As Josafina locked the door behind us, I kissed the back of her neck. It was a slow, moist kiss on her warm, salty skin. She sighed and her shoulders dropped. I slid my arms around her waist and she turned and looked deeply into my eyes. We gazed upon one another’s souls for moments before having our first long kiss.
“In Her Arms,” a lesbian love story, is available in the Apple iBookstores, Barnes & Noble, the Amazon stores, Rainbow ebooks, Kobo ebooks, Bookstrand, Coffeetime Romance, and All Romance ebooks. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
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A beautiful five-star resort in the Pocono Mountains is the setting for the grand wedding of sexy Soap Opera star, Ricardo Santiago, and his fiancée. The wedding planner in charge is Madison County, a hefty and outspoken woman, and a fashion disaster in a blue satin blouse tucked into a baggy pair of white linen slacks over blue open-toed wedges. She lurks over her uproarious followers like the Evil Queen from a child’s nightmare. As the many bridesmen arrive, each brings unique drama, with an older man and his boy toy only a sampling of the eclectic mix. The entire resort quickly becomes a media free-for-all with camera crews, television reporters and mobs of parasitic fans slithering about, and one particularly obnoxious reporter eager to uncover the many skeletons in the closets of the wedding couple and stake her claim to media fame. With her sharp eye and even sharper tongue, she hunts the audience like a starving king cobra looking for its prey.
With its over-the-top drama, humor, and truths uncovered, both good and bad, “Bridesmen of Madison County” is a heartwarming novel of extraordinary people living extraordinary lives.
The front door of T.J. Bookers swung open with a mighty force. The gust of cold winter air toppled the magazine rack near the checkout counter.
“Is it me or are these Twi-hards getting younger and younger every day?” laughed Shannon O’Rourke. “Bring the equipment in, boys. You can set up the cameras when that entire little sideshow leaves.” Shannon snapped her compact shut and smacked the strawberry flavored gloss over both lips. She stood perfectly still, except for her head, which hunted the audience like a starving king cobra looking for its prey. It wasn’t long before the hard-hitting journalist spotted the familiar face of Evan Merck, and released her venom. “Oh look, it’s Twinky Dinky. Where are the rest of the tubbies and your bunk buddy, Father Time?”
“Let me tell you something, Hagatha. I may be a ‘twinky’, but at least my dinky has seen a hell of a lot more action than your old, dried-out, cobweb collector,” Evan retorted.
Evan Merck was an attractive twenty-two-year-old with light red hair and eyes the color of a tropical ocean that he would use to melt the most evil of hearts. The young man benefited from a beautiful smile and a gym fed body which he offered to both the gentlemen and the young ladies.
Madison County rode in the back seat of the Lincoln Town Car hollering into her smartphone at a former client. The hefty woman with her newly processed pink highlights took a deep breath and popped a lemon Jolly Rancher into her mouth. “Why do I always seem to get hired only by drama queens and lunatic lesbians?” Madison vented to the driver. Madison County had a tall stature, with auburn hair highlighted with pink streaks and worn in what could only be described as a crushed beehive. Her oval face and bright red lips rested atop linebacker shoulders. She was carrying a pair of double D’s that she strutted high and proud underneath her dreadful attempt at fashion. Madison wore a blue satin blouse that tied high around her neck tucked into a baggy pair of white linen slacks over blue open-toed wedges. The final nail in the project scumway disaster was the faded blue wool blazer and the fifties styled horn-rimmed glasses that had some guests questioning the true sexuality of the wedding planner.
“Bridesmen of Madison County,” an over-the-top, humorous, action packed romance by Mark Thornton, is available in the Apple iBookstores, Barnes & Noble, the Amazon stores, Rainbow ebooks, Kobo ebooks, Bookstrand, Coffeetime Romance, and All Romance ebooks. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com. This book is also available in print.
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When Gary and Gordy receive a generous offer to teach two young cardiology interns, they eagerly accept. Neither has been to the Midwest, and the picturesque town is a perfect replication of its Holland home, teeming with tulips and windmills. After making themselves comfortable in the cozy cottage built by the original Dutch settler of the small town, Gary and Gordy soon begin to notice a few very unsettling oddities about the dwelling.
Gary’s face lit up at the thought of another adventure. “Where is it, Gordy?”
“Just says small Midwestern town. Please call for directions.”
“You think it’s for real, Gordy?”
Gordy turned the sheet of paper over a few times. “Has to be, Gary. The senior members of our very prestigious department lack the sense of humor required to pull off a stunt like this. Let’s make the call.”
After a quick night of packing and a few hours of sleep, the daring duo of doctors was boarding a plane for a few days of teaching and a few nights in somewhat questionable accommodations.
“Ahh, the country, Gary. Is there anything like it?”
The two young doctors breathed deeply, filling their lungs with the fresh country air. The taxi driver had dropped them off at the park, but had then quickly driven away.
“What was his problem?”
“Couldn’t say, Gary, old boy. Perhaps the man is allergic to flowers and fresh air.”
The shadow on the wall was the perfect likeness to the picture of the widow that was on the wall of the bedroom.
“Damn, Gary. Let’s look outside.”
“No way, my friend. I’m not that crazy.”
Gordy was out of the bed and jumping into his jeans before Gary could stop him.
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When Eric spends a day in the park in search of just the right setting for his painting with a romantic flair, he meets a man who is both passionate and charming, and who very quickly wins Eric’s heart. Eric soon realizes that he has never known a love like the love he feels for this man. When this man confesses a desire that he has carried with him for almost half a century, Eric wonders if his own desire for true love may not be the same love that this new man in his life seems to desire. A trip to the homeland of this man of Eric’s desire reveals much more than Eric had expected. Eric now wonders if he may have gotten himself into something he may one day regret.
Eric had painted for almost three hours, concentrating on the two white swans and the romantic ripple of water behind them, completely oblivious to all other activity in the park, when he suddenly realized that he was being watched. He wouldn’t have noticed, except that the sun had moved and the intruder’s shadow was now blocking his light. Eric turned around. “You’re quite the artist,” the man said. “Oh, thanks,” Eric said. “I don’t mean to stare, but for the last hour you have had me completely mesmerized.” Eric was flattered, and could feel the heat in his cheeks begin to rise. “You have captured the detail of the swans and their movements exquisitely.” Eric shrugged. “Oh, it’s just a hobby. Well, I guess it’s really more of a passion of mine,” Eric added. He leaned down to pick up the brush that had fallen and when he looked up again, the man had taken a seat next to Eric on the bench. “I hope you don’t mind if I watch for awhile.” Eric looked at the man. “No, I don’t mind,” he said, a little uneasily.
Aiden locked his store, and offered to take his car. He drove Eric to a very intimate little place that Eric had never been. “This is nice, Aiden.” “Thank you, kind sir,” Aiden said, and opened the door to the restaurant. He had made reservations, and the two of them were given the V.I.P treatment. Eric was impressed with the restaurant, and was even more impressed with Aiden. Aiden was the perfect gentleman. Eric had never been treated this well. “Well, Eric, would you care to share a bottle of wine while we watch the sunset over the Pacific?” Eric nodded, unaccustomed to such formality. Aiden’s British origin combined with his extensive studies in literature had formed the perfect gentleman’s manner of speaking. Eric felt as if he had stepped back in time to a time of old English aristocracy. Aiden drove them to the beach. It was breezy and a bit chilly so close to the water, so they sat in Aiden’s car drinking their wine and looking out at the ocean. Eric didn’t say much. He didn’t think he had anything to add to this perfect evening. He quietly sipped his wine. Before he knew it, his glass was empty. He looked over at Aiden. It was almost completely dark now, and Eric thought Aiden looked very distinguished and dignified in the moonlight.
Aiden took Eric’s empty glass and set it with his own on the top of the dashboard. He put his arm on the back of the seat and turned toward Eric. “Well, Eric, before we head back, I want to thank you for a lovely evening,” he said. Eric felt like a schoolboy. He wanted Aiden to kiss him out here in the moonlight. “I should be thanking you, Aiden. You did all this for me.” Eric looked down. Aiden moved closer to him and put one hand on Eric’s knee. He put his arm around Eric. “Eric, may I?” Eric looked up and Aiden’s very distinguished looking face was right in front of him. The look in his eyes, the wine glistening on his lips, and the heat of his breath were making Eric dizzy with lust. Eric leaned his head on the back of the seat, closed his eyes, parted his lips, and waited. Aiden moved closer to Eric until his pelvis was pressed against him, held him tighter with one arm over his shoulder and the other arm holding his body close to him. Then Aiden looked at Eric’s closed eyes and parted lips. He lightly touched his lips to Eric’s lips, and then pulled away, just slightly. Eric leaned forward slightly, asking for more. Aiden touched his lips to Eric’s lips again, this time pressing them firmly to Eric’s. Eric slowly raised his arms and placed them around Aiden’s thick chest and broad shoulders, sliding them downward along his back. Aiden put his arms around Eric, pulling him forward, holding him in a big bear hug embrace. Eric opened his mouth to Aiden’s kiss. Aiden lightly ran his tongue along Eric’s lips and then kissed his lips again, lovingly, slowly, yet fully and passionately. Aiden felt the warmth of Eric’s embrace and held him longer than he had planned this first night together. Aiden didn’t want to stop, but he didn’t want Eric to think he was taking advantage, either. He liked Eric a lot, and he would have loved to make passionate love to him tonight, but he would wait until the time was right and the two of them could wake up in each other’s arms.
Aiden was not just kissing Eric. Aiden was making love to Eric, slowly, passionately. Aiden took his time enjoying the taste and feel of Eric’s lips. This kind of love was new to Eric. His other lovers had never kissed him for this long. Lovemaking had been very rushed, until now, until Aiden. Aiden slowly moved his lips from Eric’s, and Eric gasped for air as Aiden kissed his chin. Eric tilted his head back so that Aiden’s lips could continue their downward trail. Aiden held Eric with one arm around his waist and the other arm resting on his hip. Eric knew that Aiden could feel his erection with his arm resting across his pelvis, but he didn’t care. Aiden had aroused erotic feelings in Eric tonight that hadn’t been aroused in a very long time, and Eric wanted Aiden to touch him, to kiss every inch of his naked body, and Eric wanted to feel Aiden’s sensual lips around his cock. Eric’s body ached as he thought of Aiden and him naked together in his bed.
Aiden kissed along Eric’s neck and when he reached the top button of Eric’s shirt, Eric let his arms slowly slide down from Aiden’s back. He thrust his chest forward for Aiden. He wanted to feel Aiden’s lips on his nipples that were pressing their hardness against his shirt. Aiden unbuttoned Eric’s shirt with his mouth, and then separated the two sides by sliding his tongue along Eric’s chest. Eric heard himself moan, but kept his eyes closed. Aiden unbuttoned every button on Eric’s shirt down to his belly button which he swirled his tongue around and in. He opened Eric’s shirt, and his hand on Eric’s naked flesh caused Eric’s body to jerk. Eric sighed. Aiden slid his tongue upward in a straight line on Eric’s chest until he had reached the level of his nipples.
One Wednesday, Eric called to say that he would be working late but didn’t give a reason. Aiden’s insecurity was growing as he put the children to bed and still Eric had not come home. Aiden poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in the dark, alone. It was after ten when Aiden heard Eric’s key in the lock. He was surprised at the darkness in the room. Eric put his things down and walked toward the kitchen. He hadn’t seen Aiden sitting alone in the dark.
Aiden followed Eric into the kitchen. He flipped the light on, and Eric froze in his tracks. “It is late, Eric.” Eric turned and looked at Aiden. Aiden hadn’t realized just how much Eric had changed. He had always been a slender man, but he now looked too thin, and he looked old to Aiden. Have I done this? he wondered. “I know it’s late, Aiden. We’ve been working on a big project, and two men quit a week ago. I’m the only one they’ve got who can do what needs to be done now.” Aiden moved closer to Eric, and Eric steadied himself by leaning against the counter. “You are tired,” Aiden said. “Yes,” Eric agreed. Eric didn’t have the energy to argue, if that was what Aiden was planning. “Come here, Eric.” Eric followed Aiden into the dining room, wondering what he was so upset about. “Remember these?” Eric looked at the paintings that were gathering dust. “Yeah, I’ll put them away this weekend. We need to get a nice table in here, anyway.” Aiden stood directly in front of Eric and put his big hands around Eric’s slender upper arms, and to Eric, Aiden’s huge body was rather intimidating after such an exhausting day. “No, Eric, you will not put them away. What you will do, however, is paint. What happened to that passionate artist I met in the park and fell in love with?” “I have a job, Aiden.” Aiden still needed to know how Eric felt about him and how he now felt about having a family. Had it all changed?
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Ethan has a wonderful life, filled with his two dogs, horses, and many other animals which have wandered onto his land over the years. He has the best friend that any man could have, a man who has become more than just a friend, if only in Ethan’s mind and in his dreams. When his friend asks him to attend a dinner with him one Saturday night, Ethan discovers much more about his good friend, who is also the veterinarian to his many animals, than he had already known. Dr. Holing has a secret which Ethan could not have imagined in even his wildest of dreams. Ethan’s Saturday night quickly becomes an adventure, an adventure which will change his life forever.
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