Author: T.L. West
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: December 2, 2019
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 23800
Genre: Paranormal, LGBT, Action/Adventure, Bonded, Shifters, Private Investigator, Police officer, Paranormal, murder investigation
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Synopsis
Living in a small wooden cabin at the edge of a forest and working to solve the mystery of recent murders, young Eli Bright learns the locals believe a man-beast is responsible.As an outsider, he is watched very closely as he works with the young local sheriff, Stanley Blake. But Eli knows there has to be a proper explanation. Paranormal creatures don’t exist, right?
Excerpt
His Unexpected Mate
T.L. West © 2019
All Rights Reserved
Eli and Stanley acted as fast as
possible. They both hurried into Stanley’s car, and Stanley drove them to the
murder site. It wasn’t far, and judging by the houses, the residents liked
living a simple life. Eli didn’t see one expensive-looking house on the way.
There wasn’t much traffic either. Eli tried not to imagine how scary and quiet
the area would get at night. Speaking of which, the sun was about to set any
minute now. Stanley kept talking to his officers throughout the ride. He
sounded authoritative to Eli as he talked on his portable car radio.
Eli was surprised when the car stopped
outside an ordinary bookstore. There were no other cars in sight. “Is this
where the murder happened?” Eli asked, looking at the bookstore again. It
didn’t seem like a typical crime scene at all. “Why isn’t anyone gathered over
here?”
“We are keeping this one under wraps
from the public at the moment,” he said, and Eli followed him out of the car. A
few people looked curiously at the sheriff but went on their way.
Eli kept quiet as Stanley opened the
door to the store. All the lights were off except one lamp on a counter. Eli
looked at the bookcases as he followed Stanley farther into the store. A lot of
them seemed old to Eli. Heck, the entire store felt antique. Eli couldn’t help
but notice a whole bookcase filled with books about dark magic and curses. He
remembered what Stanley had told him about the residents being interested in
the paranormal.
They reached a wooden door. Stanley
opened it to reveal a flight of stairs going to the upper story. “The owner of
this bookstore, Robert Mathieson, was found dead upstairs in his apartment,”
said Stanley as he started to climb. “His neighbor from across the street, Mrs.
Beatrice, reported it to the station. She came over to talk to him and found
him lying on his bedroom floor, covered in blood.”
“Deputy Patterson is already waiting for
us,” he continued as Eli followed. “Another officer is at Mrs. Beatrice’s house
trying to keep her calm.”
Mr. Mathieson’s apartment wasn’t big. He
didn’t look like a tidy man to Eli at all. There were books scattered around
the room. Eli noticed some of the books were about ancient magical spells.
“Patterson, you in there?” called Stanley.
“Yes, Sheriff,” came a voice, and a
young man with brown hair walked out from one of the rooms to meet them.
“This is Eli Bright,” Stanley introduced
Eli to his deputy. “He will be aiding us in the investigation.”
“Call me Eli.” Eli smiled as he shook
Patterson’s hand.
“I have to warn you though, the sight
isn’t pretty,” said Patterson.
Eli nodded. He had seen bloody, dead
bodies a couple of times while working on cases. He had also spent a lot of
hours at the morgue during his investigations. Eli followed Stanley and Patterson
into the bedroom. “Oh!” Eli wasn’t sure what to say. He had seen pictures of
the two previous murders but seeing one for real was a whole other story. Mr.
Mathieson’s body looked as if it had been attacked by a large wild animal. Eli
could make out claw and bite marks all over the man’s body, and there was blood
everywhere.
“The med team is en route for
examination,” said Patterson as Stanley looked at the body.
“My take is the attack occurred last
night,” said Stanley. Eli looked too. Stanley was right. Judging by the
condition of the blood on the floor, the body had been lying there since last
night.
“Were there no signs of a break-in?” the
sheriff asked.
“No, sir,” answered Patterson.
“Three murders in three weeks,” said
Stanley as he rubbed his forehead. He was worried and rightfully so. It was his
job to take care of the people living here. Eli wanted to place a comforting
hand on Stanley’s shoulder, but he didn’t dare in front of Patterson, and
especially not when he knew he had feelings for him. The med team arrived after
a few minutes. It was a good thing the sun had set, and people were already in
their homes. It allowed the sheriff’s department to keep everything under wraps
as long as possible. No one wanted to roam around after dark when they knew
there was a murderer, or as they believed, a werewolf, out there.
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