Master of Criminals – Under Siege
International Crime Thriller
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.
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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.
Master of Criminals
International Crime Thriller
A group of hackers is attempting to defraud the Canadian banking system. Investigations conducted by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP), the O’Unit (Ontario), are inconclusive since this particular type of fraud is unheard of. The Superintendent of the Department of Electronic Fraud, Derek Savill, receives an unexpected and well written e-mail signed by a certain Master of Criminals stating that he needs to speak with him regarding the course of his investigations. Derek does not take the e-mail seriously and continues to work with his team mate and best friend, Adam. That night, however, when Derek arrives home, an intruder is waiting for him. Derek is hit in the head, blindfolded, and cuffed to his own bed. The stranger informs him that on that same night he will kidnap one of Derek’s brothers. Oddly, the criminal assures Derek that his brother will be treated well as long as Derek meets his requirements regarding the course of his investigations. The Master of Criminals is elusive, intelligent, and not who he appears to be.
Master of Criminals is an action packed, gripping international crime story.
Excerpt:
The signatory named himself Master of Criminals. Due to Derek’s profession and his excellent investigation results, however, he received hundreds of threats. Normally the threats were not as refined or well written as the one he received that morning, as they only stated that he would be killed. Sometimes the different manners of his supposed death were even described. The respectful tone of the threat ignited a tiny flame of curiosity in his mind.
“Derek, they attacked again.”
“Who was the target this time?” Derek asked blankly.
“A socialite. Her name is,” Adam consulted his notes and added, “Charlene Harrison.”
This one was famous, Derek realized, as he recognized her name from newspapers and magazine covers. The case was maddening since Adam never had trouble finding flaws in others’ procedures or arguments. This case defied their abilities in different ways, such as the apparent lack of failures, the poor connection between the victims, the inventive methods, and the new employee lent to their department by the technical area.
The gang, as it appeared to be the work of much more than one man, so far had attacked only wealthy women across the Canadian territory. Systematically they stole their data and banking passwords and relieved all funds they might have deposited. The traditional means of tracking electronic fraud had not worked and this case astonished them all. No spyware, sniffers, or Trojan horses. Not a malware in SQL. Not an evidence of cloning sites or phishing e-mails or known scams. Up to now they failed to locate the source of the fake IP. How had they done it? To complicate everything even further, among the victims there were no known connections, other than the fact that they were all loaded women. To make everything worse, the case had fallen into the interest of the press, which caused their superior to determine it a priority.
The modus operandi was always the same. All the funds were transferred, although the encrypted data stored in the financial systems remained the same. Despite this, the hacked financial institutions didn’t seem to know where the funds were transferred to, as the internal codes were switched. It was as if the money had never existed. It had already happened four times, with different women and different independent financial institutions. Derek had considered internal involvement and interrogated numerous employees, without success.
This is the first of three books in the Master of Criminals series.
“Master of Criminals,” 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.
Master Vic
Erotic Fiction
Vic’s parties are well known for their unusual characters, attracting extreme risk takers and the sadomasochistic types. This time when the guests arrive, scantily clad men in cages is one of the least unusual sights on the night of what Victor has called the event.
Excerpt:
Nigel kicked his shoe against the doorframe. “So, what is it this time, Victor? An orgy, perhaps the twisted threesome you dredged up last year? You knew that third one was a woman and I ruled out anything with ‘lady parts’ in middle school.”
When Nigel entered the town’s Grand Central Station that Saturday night, otherwise known as Victor’s place, in a mask that Victor had practically forced him to wear, he realized instantly that he was grossly underdressed. The crowd was decked out in the most bizarre costumes that Nigel had ever seen. He didn’t recognize anyone, but that was nothing new for Victor’s parties. Who knew where he found these guys?
When he noticed a scantily clad man pathetically struggling behind what appeared to be roped bondage, Nigel moved forward to get a better look at the peculiar sight, lifting his mask and setting it on top of his head. Victor had certainly outdone himself tonight. The man was joined by several other men, all with elaborately crafted masks to conceal their identities.
“Master Vic”, erotic fiction by B.J. Scott, is available in the Apple iBookstores, from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, Sony Reader Store, Google Play, All Romance ebooks, Kobo ebooks. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com. For the iBookstore U.S. link, click on the Cover Above.
Night Crawlers
Erotic Fiction
Erotic stories of hot sex in wild places…on a plane ride home, with old man Adams, with a midnight stranger, on an unusual amusement ride, in public places…and much more.
******
After too many days and nights of heat and humidity, the air was cool enough tonight to sleep with the window open. Marty slid the glass and propped it open with the sawed off part of a tree trunk his old man had given him. The only threat to him in his apartment on the fifteenth floor was a bird flying in and pecking him to death. He fell asleep quickly. The recent heat had seemed to drain every ounce of energy from his tired body.
He thought he was dreaming when a gentle breeze blew across his body, blowing the sheet upward and exposing his hot naked body to the air. It made him shiver until he felt the heat from the hand that gripped his thigh. The warmth felt good and his shivering body relaxed as the hand crept upward. Marty’s thighs parted and he moved against the bed, back and forth, feeling the tension in his body heighten. He felt smooth lips and soft kisses move upward along his back. He turned his head and sighed and opened his eyes slightly. Then he panicked. He tried to sit up, but the stranger held him to the bed, this man who had dared to enter his bedroom.
“Don’t make a sound,” he whispered hoarsely.
“Who are you?” he dared.
“I’m your midnight lover, Marty.”
“How do you know me?”
The man wore a mask and Marty could see only his eyes, but he was certain that he had never met him. The voice he did not recognize. He tried to turn onto his back, but still his midnight lover would not allow it.
“Night Crawlers”, erotic fiction by B.J. Scott, is available in the Apple iBookstores, from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, Sony Reader Store, Google Play, All Romance ebooks, Kobo ebooks. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
In Her Arms
Lesbian Love Story
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?
Excerpt:
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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https://itunes.apple.com/ie/book/in-her-arms/id583713522?mt=11 - Ireland
https://itunes.apple.com/nz/book/in-her-arms/id583713522?mt=11 - New Zealand
More Meat
Erotic Fiction
Office and Construction Workers, Frat Guys and Farm Boys; Bedtime stories for guys who don’t wanna go right to sleep.
Excerpt:
“Are you serious?” Javier grinned as he handed the invitation back to me. “You’d pay me two hundred bucks to pretend I’m your boyfriend for this ceremony? I just have to go to Chicago for the weekend – hotel and food on you – and hang on you at the reception?
“Yep. No kissing or groping, just flirt like you mean it and hold my hand now and then. You in?”
“That’s half a car payment, man. I’m in!” My sexy Puerto Rican coworker laughed as he stuck his wide hand out and grabbed mine. “See, I ain’t afraid of holdin’ hands with no guy!”
The following Saturday the ceremony went just as I had hoped. The couple walked down the aisle, words were exchanged, then the ballroom was opened for a huge sit down dinner. I got to introduce Javier, who thoughtfully nuzzled into me at just the right second, as my ex let his eyes rove up and down my sexy “date” without a clue that the sexy Puerto Rican was as straight as a Marine DI was supposed to be.
Later, much later, we stumbled back to the room, not drunk, but buzzed enough to make us both happy.
“I don’t know about you, but I’ve wanted to mess around for a long time. This just made it convenient.” Javier smiled as his fingers ran down the length of me.
Leaning back against the wall, I could do nothing but sigh deeply as Javier worked me over.
******
Waking with a start, my mind quickly processed the fact that a long warm body was pressing up against my back. Swimming through the dark haze of sleep that clouded my mind, I let myself relax against the rhythmic breathing and warm skin against mine as I focused on what was going on.
After a two week climb of Denali, the tallest mountain in North America, our gay climbing group had flown back in from the base camp to Talkeetna, Alaska. We had been lucky to get the last few rooms and we had to double up, me sharing with Peter, a tall sweet blond who was now absently nuzzling against me. Not that I minded. My lover had left six months earlier and it felt good to have a strong arm around me. We were all exhausted and I doubted that Peter was even aware of what he was doing. But I did hope I was wrong at the same time.
Shifting slightly, I was trying to get comfortable when Peter yawned lightly, then gripped me tightly again before groggily coming to. “You feel nice,” he sighed as he shifted his arms into a circle around my upper chest and began to stroke a thumb down over my forearm. “Don’t know how Richard could have walked away from this.”
“We had a good climb, huh,” I whispered nervously.
“Yeah, but I haven’t been able to think of anything but climbing you the whole time,” he whispered as he nuzzled his freshly shaved face alongside mine.
“Peter, I’ve got to say something you may think is stupid but it’s true and before we go on…,” I started, my body trembling at his touch.
“Don’t, worry. We’ll play safe,” he interrupted.
“That’s not it. It’s just that the only guy I was ever with was Richard.”
“Then I’ll be gentle.”
“I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t be…,” I grinned back.
“Really, nobody else? That makes you almost a virgin,” the blond whispered as he pressed his wind burned face down to mine for a fast kiss.
“More Meat,” erotic fiction by Tanner, is available from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, All Romance ebooks, Kobo and Sony. Coming soon to the iBookstores.
Military Meat
Erotic Fiction
Military Meat is a collection of erotic stories featuring sexy Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen and Marines doing what has always come naturally with men serving together. From a Major who celebrates his promotion by finally submitting to his attraction to other guys, to roommates who discover they share much more than a barracks room, to Rangers on Recon who cool off with a skinny dip and then heat the afternoon up again with wild sex in the woods, the stories in “Military Meat” celebrate the lust of military men and how they quench it. Mechanics with big tools, pilots learning how to handle a buddy’s joy stick, guards letting more than their guard down while on duty, and guys getting out of the barracks on leave…the stories in this collection run from (pre-condom) dark ages when homosex was forbidden in the military through the era of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.
Excerpt:
The five of us were three weeks from graduating from the US Army Quartermaster Corp at Fort Lee, Virginia. The ancient barracks we were quartered in for training had grown even more depressing after we had come back from a week long leave over the holidays, so we had all kicked in and taken a room in a clean but seedy motel right outside the main gate of the sprawling training base. The four of them wanted to watch some games while I just wanted out of the barracks for awhile.
Spivey and Penney, tall blonds from Ohio who were more like brothers than buddies, fought like mad dogs but never went anywhere without the other one. Marty, our jock, had raven black hair and equally piercing eyes and I hated to be alone with him because every time we were by ourselves I wanted nothing more than to grab his face and pull him in for long, wet kisses. I’d been able to control myself but it wasn’t always easy, especially back in those dark ages way before DADT which this was – the No HoMo rule reigned supreme.
Then there was Gary Bennett, a streetwise punk from the streets of Detroit with dirty blond hair that stuck up in wild clumps all over his head, and his smile, when he used it, drove me up a wall with desire. I’d have given most anything to have had him kiss me but I knew that would never be on the table. Still, all of us were still corded with a thick layer of muscle from our months in basic training so I frequently got to see him strutting around in just his GI issue boxers. And me, I was considered the smart one just because I wore glasses and read.
“Dudes, how about some cards?” Bennett giggled, producing a worn pack from his pocket and giving them an expert shuffle.
“Not with the way you cheat!”
“Only with a new pack, man,” were a few of the rejoinders that came in fast and furious response. The last time we had all played together Bennett had won both the Ohio boys’ paychecks and good chunks of cash from Marty and me. We had all avoided cards with him since.
“Ok, I’m in,” I said as I set my beer aside, “But I’m almost broke,” I cautioned, and the others jumped in with the same response.
“Seven card,”
“Blackjack,”
“Gin,” that one was from me. I was much better at that or Go Fish than poker any day of the week.
By midnight Bennett had a huge wad of money in front of him. He was, as usual, playing as if his life were at stake. I was down to my last five bucks, the Ohio twins had already folded, so it was down to three on this hand and I knew I wasn’t long for this game. It was almost a relief when Bennett upped the ante and I folded, hitting the latrine. When I came out the hand had ended as I assumed it would, with Bennett as the victor.
“Aw c’mon man, one more hand before lights out,” Bennett begged as he flipped the cards through his hand like a Las Vegas dealer.
“Yeah, sure, and what’re we gonna use for money?”
“Smokes?”
“You kiddin’?” Penney yelped. “We’re all gonna be in hock to you until payday as it is.”
“Then how about we play strip,” Bennett said slowly, head bent toward the table, “it’s just us guys.”
“What the hell, ain’t played this since junior high and it might be fun stoned,” Penney said, pulling himself over to the table.
As if he knew the reaction he would get from me, Bennett shot me that smile, the one that rammed his tongue down my throat without touching me, and wordlessly I sat down to take my hand.
The first hand wasn’t so bad. Bennett, as expected, won and we lost out shirts. Literally. After another five or so hands things weren’t looking so good in terms of the game for anyone but Bennett, but the look in general was sexy as hell for me. Everyone was at least bare chested. Penney was practically playing both hands for himself and Spivey. I don’t know how he managed but he kept the two of them in the game longer than me. I was the first to shuck out of my shorts and toss them onto the table amid cat calls and shrieks as I sat my bare butt back down onto the bench.
“Now we’re playin’ some poker!” Bennett grinned as I picked up my hand. Seeing the guys I lived with, played with, fantasized about and drooled over, in just their underwear was a little exciting and naughty.
“Since I’m out can I have my clothes back?” I asked Bennett, who had a laundry load of our assorted clothes piled in a mound next to his chair.
“Who says you don’t have a service to offer as ante?” he said.
“I, I don’t know what you mean,” I said, feeling cold bumps along the back of my naked back.
“Military Meat,” by Tanner, is a collection of erotic stories of men doing what comes naturally when serving together, and is available from Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, Rainbow ebooks, All Romance ebooks, Kobo and Sony.
In The Doctor’s Room
- Gay Erotic Fiction
Introduction:
When Stryker answers an ad to work at a local clinic, it seems like the perfect job for him. It has all the elements of an easy job – a few hours a week, a salary that any man twice his age would envy, and best of all, sex. The physician in charge seems nice enough, but there does seem to be something a bit “off” about him. Stryker is too busy exploring the enjoyable aspects of his new job to pay much attention to the doctor, at first anyway.
Excerpt:
“Have you ever masturbated?”
Stryker tried to appear embarrassed by the question. “No, never. Mom said that was not appropriate.”
Hmm. The young intern thought for a moment about how he would approach this sensitive topic. “I can assure you that it is normal and healthy.”
Stryker looked down at his feet. “Do you do it, doctor?”
Dr. Bronson cleared his throat. “Yes, I do.”
“Will you show me how?”
The young intern nervously looked at the door. He knew this was wrong, but he wanted to make this young man feel good, too.
******
“Stryker, is it?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Dr. Byrd.”
Well, tweet, tweet, doctor.
“What can I do for you, Stryker?” The young doctor stood with his hands in front of him, Stryker’s chart in his hands. He was a little cocky for Stryker’s taste but he wasn’t planning on dating him. He just wanted the doctor to blow him.
“I just have a few questions. I guess I could talk to my buddies, but I don’t think they will tell me the truth.”
“I’m here for you, Stryker.”
Yes, you are, big boy.
“In The Doctor’s Room”, gay erotic fiction by B.J. Scott, is available in the Apple iBookstores, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Rainbow ebooks, Bookstrand, All Romance ebooks, 1 Erotica ebooks and 1 Place for Romance. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
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A Killing Seduction
Halloween Gay Erotic Mystery
Introduction:
One night a year in Hunter’s hometown a strange seduction takes place. When his longtime friend asks him to return on the one night he has vowed never to return, Hunter reluctantly agrees. The little town is dark and eerily quiet as Hunter approaches. He parks his car and forces his way through thick vines and trees to a secret cave in the city park where the two men have agreed to meet. Hunter is quickly pulled inside and into a seduction like no other. Rumors of a man dressed in an extremely unique costume looking for an unsuspecting victim is less than believable to the level headed Hunter, but when the costume is found in a place very familiar to him, he fears that this year he may be one of the hunted.
Excerpt:
There was always a Halloween celebration in Hunter’s hometown, although he had never attended. His parents sent him the full account of the festivities that were proudly displayed in a book every year. It was an awful display really. Photographs were taken of everything and everyone including full frontal nudity and actual sexual acts, though faces were always discreetly covered. It seemed to Hunter that for the last few years the photographs had gone from bad taste to sickly grotesque. He could not be certain from the shaded faces, but it appeared as though every year in the photographs at least one of the bodies was lifeless.
******
Trey looked up at him. “You can’t get there, can you? You want it so bad, but it won’t happen.”
Hunter looked down at Trey. “Why is that?”
“I don’t know. It’s the same for everyone who comes in here, but once you leave the cave you will have the orgasm of your life.”
“A Killing Seduction”, Halloween gay erotic fiction, is available in the Apple iBookstores, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Rainbow ebooks, Bookstrand, All Romance ebooks, and Coffeetime Romance. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.
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4 on the Floor
Gay Erotic Fiction
Introduction:
Max has always had a problem keeping a roommate. Not only is he hot tempered, but he is also a self-proclaimed sex addict and he can never resist the young guys with the tight bodies. Within three months of being hit on constantly, they leave in disgust. Max promises himself that this time will be different. When a big ox of a man with tattooed muscled arms shows up at his door, Max knows he can keep his hands off of him. He is not Max’s type. When the new roommate has his two buddies over one night, they give Max something he has never experienced before, and he desperately wants to join them in their nightly game.
Excerpt:
Carl put his stuff in his bedroom and then he sat down on the opposite end of the sofa from Max. “You remember what I said, don’t you?”
Max remembered, but he thought it best to deny it. “I guess not.”
Carl lowered his big body to the floor in front of Max and within seconds he had Max’s tightening jeans down and off. “Maybe you do remember. I said to be ready for me and I would say you are.” He yanked the white briefs off of Max, pulling him toward the edge of the sofa.
******
About a month had passed for the two new roommates when Carl said he wanted to have a couple of guys over for the night.
“Sure. It’s your place, too.”
“These guys are a lot like me. Sure you’re up for it?”
Max had no idea what Carl was talking about, but he didn’t want to appear naïve. “Sure. When have I not been up for it?”
“4 on the Floor”, gay erotic fiction by B.J. Scott, is available in the Apple iBookstores, Barnes & Noble, Rainbow ebooks, Bookstrand, All Romance ebooks, 1 Erotica ebooks, 1 Place for Romance, and Extasy Books. Website – http://www.beautobeau.com.
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