Her boss is a vampire, but a girl’s got to make a living…
Liv Fairhaven is intrigued by working for a man who calls himself Dameon, Lord of Darkness. He says he is a vampire, and he fits the profile with his long, dark hair and his gothic style, but to Liv he seems just an ‘adorkable’ guy…
When she realizes that Dameon really does have supernatural powers, it is too late to back out as she is seduced by his dominant personality.
If you’re after British crime fiction that’s hard boiled and noir with a touch of black humour, then Jellyfish could be for you – if you’re not, try it anyway.
“Frank Bale. Private Investigator.”
That’s how I always introduce myself. I never add the ‘and Process Server’ bit, though, at times, that would give a truer representation of the facts.
Once a promising young solicitor enjoying the high life in Savile Row suits, Frank Bale now scrapes a living on the mean streets of London, principally working as a process server – with a Marlowe fantasy to keep him going:
I rang the doorbell, still wondering: goon or dame? That was the fantasy, the thought that behind the next door may lurk a goon with a gun or a dame with legs. It brought a frisson of sun-baked Californian menace to the wearying trudge down streets as cold and grey and wet as a drowned man’s shadow, between doors that only opened, if they opened at all, on the desperate and despairing.
When, working into the small hours, Frank discovers a murdered girl in an alley, he can’t believe his luck; stumbling upon a corpse is exactly what happens to the private eyes of fiction. Only this isn’t fiction, and his luck is generally bad, so he decides to simply return home, go to bed, and leave the police to get on with it.
Frank hates the police. Likewise, the police aren’t too fond of him, especially since he’s become the chief suspect in their murder investigation.
It’s not just the police; the entire world seems to have it in for Frank. Even his one-time mentor and friend, Gus, is rapidly going off him, especially since learning of Frank’s assignation with Mrs Knights, the soon to be ex-wife of one of Gus’s long-term clients. And the client, Knights, despises him, especially, and he doesn’t hold back in showing it – with the helping hands (and feet) of a couple of tame thugs.
Feeling battered, both physically and psychologically, Frank decides to fight back, taking on the world in the only way he can, turning his fantasy into action armed with nothing but native guile and intuition.
And the Investigator’s Fallacy: the belief that my native guile and intuition counted.
Haunted by the corpse, finding comfort only in dreams of Mrs Knights, Frank scours South London’s dark nether regions, disturbing the jellyfish that lurk there. And the jellyfish react, striking back at Frank, their choice of weapons accelerating in deadliness: fists to golf clubs to guns.
Can Frank keep himself alive long enough to find the girl’s killer and mete out his own particular style of justice – and arrange a second date with Mrs K?
Any of a number of heartless, brainless creatures of the deep with cannibalistic tendencies and a sting. The stings range from irritating to lethal. Collective n.Smack
With his debut novel, Jellyfish, featuring Frank Bale with a Philip Marlowe delusion, Lev D. Lewis follows in the PI tradition of Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, Ross MacDonald, Robert B. Parker, Kinky Friedman and Laurence Bloch, but adds his very own British twist.
Join a motley crew of characters as they experience one night of adventure while out on the town. When one friend makes a wager that can’t be refused…things start to get interesting. Watch as an alpha male competes with his friends to bag the most phone numbers and get bragging rights, as well as a giant wad of cash. Hilarity ensues and plot twists abound.
She’s a good-girl control freak. He’s a bad boy in need of a clean image. Will these opposites attract or self-destruct?
Scarlett Kelly is the poster child for responsible living. Growing up as the daughter of the town floozy, she’s made it her mission to be the exact opposite of her mother. So when she wakes up naked and hung over in bed with a bad-boy rock star, she bolts immediately. There’s just one problem: Scarlett’s bedmate is her new husband.
Gavin needs to repair his image or his music career will go down the tubes. He’s also just learned he has a son he never knew existed. He needs to settle down, and bribing his new wife to stay married may just fit everything into place.
Scarlett agrees to the ruse to help her family’s financial troubles even though she can hardly control herself around the rock star. As they search for Gavin’s son, will their unlikely matrimony give them exactly what they’ve been missing or send them packing?
Running From a Rock Star is the first book in a series of comedic contemporary romance novels. If you like zany characters, razor-sharp wit, and unlikely love stories, then you’ll love the first book in Jami Albright’s Brides On the Run series.
Buy Running From a Rock Star to laugh your way to love today!
When Clarissa takes a much needed job under slightly false pretenses, she doesn’t think it will be such a big deal. She may have told her movie-star boss that she was married but that shouldn’t matter. After all, she doesn’t want anything to do with men for a long, long time.
It’s hard for a woman to keep up the masquerade when her boss is as handsome as Slade Jacobson and the job takes her to Hawaii with him. In between handling his whirlwind four-year-old daughter and dealing with a whole cast of Hollywood personalities, Clarissa has to keep a tight hold on her heart.
Masquerade is romantic comedy at its best–clean and funny with lots of heart.
Welcome to Blackbird, a small Midwest town with a big paranormal problem.
As an Observer, Seth is tasked with identifying lost souls. An unenviable job under normal circumstances, but the situation takes a turn for the worse when Blackbird’s Guardian calls it quits. With no one to take her place, Seth finds himself partnered with Desmond, a powerful and intimidating Warrior, who sees the downtrodden Observer as a liability.
Desmond’s fears are all but validated when a magical disturbance draws even more Discordant creatures to the area, including a deadly femme fatale from Seth’s past, and Bogie, a demon with a heart of gold and a tenuous grasp on the English language.
To save Blackbird (and eventually the world), the agents must set aside their differences and team up with a ragtag group of local mystics. Together, they might win the day, or they just might make things a whole lot worse.
Chloe Winslow didn’t leave Pittsburgh – she escaped. Running from a life destroyed by lies, she finds herself starting over in the small town of Maple Ridge, Vermont. If she can keep her past a secret and keep her spirits high, she might just make it through her first year teaching at Sugar Pine Elementary. She learned her lesson about getting too involved in her students’ lives – this time, she’s going to keep her distance. Too bad she can’t help herself when it comes to her handsome, surly, standoffish neighbor and his troubled daughter.
Dylan Cunningham and his daughter, Dahlia, have been betrayed in the worst possible way. Between his broken heart and his daughter’s silence, Dylan has no time to worry about the attractive woman who’s moved in next door. But that neighbor also happens to be Dahlia’s new teacher, and he can’t just ignore her. And even though he’s vowed to never risk his heart again, Chloe is making it harder and harder to keep that vow.
Can Chloe mend their broken home, or are they just begging history to repeat itself?
***A Cup of Sugar is a 50,000 word STEAMY romance with NO cheating, NO cliffhanger, and a guaranteed HEA! Some adult content, recommended for ages 18+**
Tall, dark and handsome suits me just fine, but the cocky grin, know-it-all attitude, and mammoth ego? No thanks. I only hired him so I wouldn’t have to sit at the singles table again. It was just pretend.
He wasn’t supposed to kiss me.
My heart wasn’t supposed to pound.
We weren’t supposed to spend the night together—the hottest night of my life.
One night turns into a snowed-in weekend away, and even the blizzard of the century can’t cool the fire between us. I can’t get enough—of his smile, of his body, of the way he makes me feel.
We’re nothing alike. He’s a daredevil, and I’m a nervous Nellie. He’s a drifter, and I want to put down roots. He’s an opportunist with a checkered past, and I’m a Girl Scout volunteer.
But none of it matters when I’m in his arms.
I know he’s made mistakes. I know his wounds are deep, and he doesn’t trust easily. I know he doesn’t believe he could ever be enough to make me happy, but he could.
Failed novelist and dispirited blogger Frank Shaw is hired to cover the Maui Classic Invitational, a pre-season collegiate basketball tournament in Hawaii over Thanksgiving. But after meeting a cute bartender he wants to impress at the resort, he dismisses his assignment and sets out on a path toward self-discovery, mind-bending adventure, and quite possibly love.