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His name was Marcus Leonard Jenson, but went by Mark. He was born in
Billings, Montana on February 19th, 1987. He had graduated high school in 2005,
worked as an assistant manager at a clothing store, and then later accepted an
administrative job at the company’s headquarters in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Gabriella had flown into Charlotte four days ago, spending most of her time
making preparations, staking him out, and looking for secure places to dump the
Upon her arrival, it had taken Gabriella less than five minutes to hack into Mark’s
computer, and nearly ten to access his cell. Judging by his browsing history, he was
into strong, dominant women. That pleased Gabriella. Very much.
“I don’t even know your name,” Mark panted.
“Gabriella,” she breathed, then shed her top. Her bra was next.
Mark’s eyes widened as her large, dark nipples jutted proudly from brown
areolas, which were nearly the size of his palm. Her perfect breasts swayed back
and forth, practically hypnotizing him. A small mole jutted from the inside of one,
while a small, colorful parrot was tattooed on the other.
He caught sight of another tattoo—a dagger that started just below her sternum,
the blade’s tip disappearing beneath her waistband. A pearl piercing in her belly
button matched the gems on the handle, making it seem as though it was a part of
the skin art.
As Mark fumbled with his shirt buttons, Gabriella gave a quick yank, sending
them flying across the bed.
Before he had a chance to grieve over his sixty dollar shirt, Gabriella had her
hand inside his fly. After fumbling with his pants a few moments, she tore them open,
the button joining the others on the mattress.
Mark looked down at her arm. “Jesus Christ, you—”
Gabriella’s lips again attacked his. She slid her hands beneath his boxers,
grabbing, then stroking his cock. Mark yelled inside her mouth and jerked his hips as
her first few strokes tore strands of his pubic hair.
Mark took several breaths when she finally pulled away. His eyes again went to
her breasts, then stomach. There were more tattoos, several covering each side of
her abs. He squinted as he tried to make out what they were.
Gabriella’s hand gripped his chin, angling his face until he was staring into her
menacing eyes. “Those tattoos don’t concern you.”
City Series Blurb:
Mark Jenson is a handsome, easy going man who enjoys drinking with his buddies
and the occasional Myrtle Beach golf outing.
Gabriella is a beautiful, yet intimidating Jamaican assassin who has nearly fifty kills
to her credit. Because Mark unknowingly insulted a mobster’s daughter after they
had a drunken night of sex, Gabriella is hired to end Mark’s life. Gabriella had an
unusual ritual – she would take souvenirs from her victims. Since this was her last
job, and Mark being extremely good looking, his final gift to her is going to be a child.
After hooking up at a club in Charlotte, North Carolina, Gabriella finds herself
attracted to Mark. The more she tries to convince herself she needs to complete her
job, her feelings for Mark deepen.
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Detective Sergeant Vincent Sweetwater hates dead bodies. That’s why he’s an undercover narc and not a homicide dick. So why is he standing on a sandy beach in California staring at a lifeless body—oh yeah, the suicide attempt. Lieutenant Hanson is making a statement. Something about life worth living. Shows what he knows.
As Vince examines the tortured body, he feels an empathy and déjà vu for the victim, her wounds are similar to scars he has only a vague memory receiving. An intense desire to find her killer fills his queasy belly as a dark game of cat and mouse begins.
The young woman’s death forces Vince back into a secret life dominated by sex, perversion, and sadomasochism. Estranged from his wife he still loves and longing for the man who possessed him once, Vince buries his torment deep inside meaningless sex.
*Warning: This book contains adult content…
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“Trainwreck: Book One” by Michele Micheal Rakes, Drai Bearwomyn, Tina Adamski, Dan Skinner –
“Logging on to the LAPD secure server, Vince checked his inbox, and was pleased to see the M.E.’s preliminary report. Mac was right, the victim had distilled water in her lungs, but the cause of death wasn’t drowning. The girl had suffered a heart attack. Under the post-mortem notes Mac detailed the cause of death as a heart attack during a time of extreme stress. The deteriorated condition of her heart was the result of severe malnutrition and ongoing physical abuse. The report concluded with the manner of death as homicide and was accompanied by photos detailing the wounds. Also noted were the scars indicating long-term abuse and the telltale signs of significant sexual assault. No DNA evidence yet. Mac suspected the body had been washed before storage. The promise of a detailed report to follow, including a narrower window for time of death. At the moment, Mac suspected the girl died sometime Wednesday night. Determination of exact TOD would take some time, he said, due to the body’s decomposition being retarded by cold storage. Presumably, the guy killed her Wednesday, kept the girl around in—what? A chest freezer? Dumped her Thursday night? Vince didn’t like it, didn’t like homicide, but something niggled in the back of his brain. Significant sexual assault. In the place where Vince kept the nasty stuff locked up tight, something cracked open just a tiny bit. Vague memories slithered into his forebrain. -Shut that shit down. Focus on the victim, Sweetwater. Vince clicked through the photos, studying their implications. From the level of bruising, it appeared she had struggled violently against her bonds. Maybe in panic. The fear of drowning can produce a kind of madness. The mental image of the pretty girl being held under water, her green eyes wide with fear until she stopped thrashing, flashed through his mind. Vince buried the nightmare. Instead, he sifted through the pictures, looking for the ones of her back. Small puncture wounds riddled her skin. Some of the injuries appeared ripped, like a hook had been imbedded in her flesh and then torn out. The pattern seemed familiar. There were fresh wounds and old scars. She had suffered the same abuse many times. Mac apparently had no guess as to what weapon was used to make the marks.”
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A five part series exploring the hidden aspects of BDSM. Vincent Sweetwater is a wreck. Broken by the death of his daughter and an unsuccessful suicide attempt on his Harley, he buries himself in sex. Woman after woman, trying to forget his wife and the man who makes him question his sexuality. Gone are the days of living a double life exploring his masochism with a handsome doctor. Left out in the cold, Vince subjects his body to the ministrations of a cruel sadist who could be in league with the serial killer Vince hunts by day. One thing is for certain, a tragic abuse in his past is rounding the corner, barreling down on him at full speed, and he’s stuck on the tracks.
“Trainwreck: Book One” by Michele Micheal Rakes, Drai Bearwomyn, Tina Adamski, Dan Skinner.
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