A
Witness’s Submission
Sexy
Men of Mystery
Book
Three
Jessica
Frost
Genre: Erotic MM Paranormal
Romantic Suspense, vampires, light consensual BDSM, whipping
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Date of Publication: August 3rd,
2013
ISBN: 978-1-62740-340-5
ASIN: B00ESKH52E
Number of pages: 103
Word Count: 27 284
Cover Artist: Harris Channing
Book Description:
After witnessing his father’s
murder, Victor Bronte runs for his life. He hides out in a pub where he meets
Mark Murphy, a charming, handsome guy who’s had his share of bad luck. They
quickly hit it off, making Victor forget the killer’s after him.
Mark Murphy’s been wallowing in
self-pity ever since his cheating ex broke his heart. When he meets Victor, the
sexy hunk who offers him a supporting ear and a drive home, he quickly forgets
his woes and becomes smitten. As their love blossoms, they promise to take
things slow. Not an easy feat when the urge to tear each other’s clothes off
and make passionate love dominates their every thought.
But that’s the least of their
problems because the killer’s still out there, and now he has a new target. In
order to protect Mark, Victor has to give the killer what he wants. But he has
to figure out what it is first. To do that he has to go back to the very place
his father was murdered. Time is ticking, and so is the killer’s patience and
desire for blood.
A
Witness’s Submission Excerpt:
It was like the
Fourth of July! Stars exploded in Mark’s head right before the shock subsided
and the pain set in.
Victor just
punched him smack in the eye! Moaning, he tried to stop the throbbing.
“I’m so, so
sorry, Mark.” Guilt plagued Victor’s face as he jumped off the bed and ran to
the kitchen to get a hand towel. He tossed ice cubes in it and came back a few
seconds later, placing the towel on Mark’s right eye. “Please, put this on it
to stop the swelling.”
Mark did what he
asked and stared at him with his good eye. “What was all that?”
Victor sighed.
“A nightmare, I guess.”
“Was it a
nightmare? Because the look in your eyes now that you’re awake tells me differently.”
He paused. “You have the fear of God in you.”
Victor turned
his gaze away. “It’s probably my imagination.”
Mark placed his
hand gently on Victor’s. He was obviously hurting and Mark wanted to help him
like Victor had helped him the night before. “You can talk to me, you know. I’m
a real good listener.”
“I can’t,”
Victor stated with fear in his eyes.
“Victor, I can
see how much this is bothering you and how scared you are now. Even last night,
I saw how emotional you were and how you tried to hide it from me.” He remained
motionless. “In your dream you were shouting at someone that they wouldn’t win.
That they murdered your father and that now you’d be coming after them.”
Tears began to
film Victor’s eyes and he turned completely away. He waited to compose himself,
before replying, “It was just a dream. It wasn’t real.”
Mark gently
pushed his shoulder, so he would turn and look at him. Cupping his face, he
peered long and hard at Victor. “Something is bothering you. It manifested
itself in your dream. Please tell me what it is. Maybe I can help you, even if
it’s just by listening.”
Victor shook his
head. “If I tell you, I’d put your life in danger.”
Mark eyes
widened. “Then it’s true. Your father was killed?”
Victor leaned
into Mark and let the sorrow break free. He cried silently, only a few tears
escaping his eyes. But Mark’s strong, wide shoulder and his kind and gentle
strokes on his arm seemed to be enough to help him find courage inside to
speak. Wiping the tears from his eyes, he sat up and peered into Mark’s eyes.
“My father was a
private investigator. My mom was his research and office assistant until she
died four months ago. After that, I took over helping him. He was working on
several cases, which I assisted him on. But there was one that he worked on
alone for months. When I asked him if I could help, he refused. He’d get
nervous whenever he had the file open on his laptop and I’d walk into the room.
I’d see him rushing to change the screen before I could see anything he was
investigating on that case.”
He took a deep
breath and continued, “A few weeks back, he started acting weird. He was
nervous, scared. I asked him what it was, but he said he couldn’t tell me. Not
yet. And on the morning of the day he was murdered, he warned me. He had said
if anything ever happened to him, that I shouldn’t trust anyone, even the
police. That I should just get out of Tinley Town, go far, far away, and never
come back.”
Mark frowned.
“Why would he say that?”
Victor shrugged.
“I don’t know. He wouldn’t tell me more. And now I’ll never know because he’s
gone forever.” He sighed and blinked, trying to dry the tears that threatened
to escape.
Victor continued
to tell him the graphic details of his father’s murder and when he was done,
Mark rubbed his back and hugged him. “I’m so sorry for what you went through.
And you had no one to talk to, just keeping it all inside you.” He kissed his
cheek sweetly and hugged him tighter. “I’m here now for you and I will help you
through this.”
Victor didn’t
speak. He closed his eyes and hugged Mark back for a few minutes. Breaking
free, he added, “This may sound crazy, but I have this uncontrollable feeling
in the back of my mind that the killer is following me. He can see me. He knows
who I am.”
Mark furrowed
his brow. “You feel like he can see you now?”
Victor shook his
head. “No, not now. This sounds so crazy!”
Mark tilted his
head and shrugged. “It could be you’re paranoid. And I don’t blame you after
what you’ve been through, what you saw. Or maybe you’re right. Maybe the killer
has been following you ever since you ran out of your house door yesterday.
Either way, you need to call the police. They need to investigate your father’s
murder.”
Victor moved to
stand, pure terror resonating from his eyes, his body. “I know, but whatever my
dad was investigating was big, real big. He didn’t trust the police on it. And
he said I shouldn’t, either!”
“Calm down. I’m
not the enemy here, Victor. I’m your ally, your friend who wants to help you in
any way I can.”
Victor sat back
down, his eyes cast to the floor. “I’m sorry for over-reacting, but my nerves
are rattled.”
“I know.” Mark
sighed, then after some thought added, “You still need to report your dad’s
murder to the police. You can’t let his body rot, abandoned in the house. You
also need to bury him.”
With the word
“bury,” Victor’s eyes seemed to water. He blinked. “I know that. That’s why I
plan on going back there today. Report the murder. But before that, I need to
get my dad’s laptop and all his files on this mysterious case he didn’t want me
knowing anything about.”
Mark’s heart
began to beat faster. “No, you can’t. Your dad said it’s too dangerous. He said
you should get out of Tinley Park and never go back.”
Victor gazed at
him. He cupped his cheek and kissed him lightly on the lips. “You’re an
amazing, sweet, kind guy, Mark. I can see in your eyes you’re worried.” He
sighed. “But you have to understand that I’ll never be able to live with myself
if I don’t solve this case. I need to know what my father was investigating and
more importantly, I need to know who murdered him. I want justice served, my
father’s murder avenged.”
“Even if it
kills you?” Mark said, his voice cracking with stress.
About
the Author:
Jessica Frost has always had a
passion for fiction and the written word. Add to that her wild, vivid
imagination and her pure romantic tendencies and she soon realized she had the
traits needed to become a romance author. She decided to take the very big
first step not that long ago and wrote her first erotic romance story. And she
has not looked back since.
Being a romance writer is a dream come true for her. Having the opportunity to create fantasy worlds where anything and everything can happen is an amazing feeling. She hopes these worlds and the delightful characters she creates will bring hours of enjoyment to her readers as they have done for her.
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Hi Kelli,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for featuring my book on your blog.
Have a wonderful weekend. :)
Jessica