Only half the man he used to be -- but maybe that’s enough The Taliban may have taken both Chris’s legs, but he came back from Afghanistan with his sense of humour and his lust for life firmly intact. The one thing that can shake his confidence is meeting Josh, the one-night stand from before his tour of duty he hasn’t been able to forget. It turns out Josh hasn’t forgotten Chris, either. He spent the time they were apart fearing the worst every time a soldier was reported killed in action -- and wishing Chris would use the number Josh gave him, and call. Josh’s delight on seeing Chris again quickly turns to shock on seeing his injuries. With Chris such a changed man, can they still have a future?
Jez is on a mission of mercy: to replace a tragically deceased comic book for his injured best mate, Tel. Venturing into the Hidden Asteroid bookstore in London — the temple of geekdom itself — Jez is bowled over by the guy behind the counter. Rhys is the poster boy for hot geeks: tall, gorgeous, and totally cool. Jez is desperate to impress him, so he bluffs his way through comic book jargon...and then dashes back to the hospital to beg Tel to teach him how to speak Geek. Tel's happy to oblige, and Jez is over the moon when Rhys asks him out. He's even more thrilled when they discover a shared love of rugby, something he won't have to fake for Rhys. The question is, how long can Jez keep up the deception, and what will happen when Rhys realizes he's going out with a Fake Geek Guy?
If you summon this demon, he's guaranteed to come! With a killer succubus leaving a trail of desiccated corpses, Detective Lars Thornsson of the Paranormal Enforcement Agency knows he shouldn't be falling for a suspect. But a hot little piece of demon tail like Rael is impossible to resist. Slender, snake-hipped, and dark skinned, he swears he's innocent — of murder, at least. Rael is delighted when a summoning brings him up to Earth, filled as it is with hot guys walking around like an all-you-can-eat buffet. He's not so happy about the mean old detectives interrupting him halfway through his dinner — but he changes his mind after getting an eyeful of Lars's muscular, Nordic charms. Now Rael has a vested interest in keeping Lars safe from the real killer, even if that means putting himself into the killer's path.
Some sins are worth the price. Sexy male succubus Rael has an insatiable appetite for men that gets him into all kinds of trouble. And he's just found his favorite flavor: hunky blond detective Lars Thornsson. When those cool Nordic looks combine with Rael's smoldering dark charms, all Hell could break loose. Lars's job at the Paranormal Enforcement Agency means he's supposed to be policing demons, not falling in lust — or love — with them. But there's something about this feisty little sex demon that hits all his buttons. With no shortage of deadly sinners in his city, from serial-killing succubi to drug-dealing demons, all Lars can do is try to keep his private life from interfering with his work. But Rael has a knack for getting mixed up in cases that threaten both their domestic harmony and their lives.
Be careful what you wish for... There's a new drug on the streets called Wishes: little pink pills that bring you your heart's desire — but in a way that'll rival your worst nightmare. Lars Thornsson of the Paranormal Enforcement Agency isn't pleased to have to work the case with two of his most hated and incompetent colleagues. He's even less happy to come home one night to find that his sexy succubus lover Rael has summoned another demon. Rael thinks he knows who's supplying the drugs: an old friend of his with a penchant for cross-dressing. The one thing Rael doesn't understand is why a sweet demon like Shax would be so malicious. He's determined to get to Shax first and find out the truth, even if it means falling foul of the law — and his lover.
Bestselling author Judy Astley hits the funnybone of contemporary life yet again in this delicious comedy, perfect for fans of Carole Matthews, Jenny Colgan, Lucy Diamond and Milly Johnson 'Fast and fun' -- Woman & Home 'It sparkles with Astley's wry wit' -- Peterborough Evening Telegraph 'Loved reading this book' -- ***** Reader review 'Enjoyed this from beginning to end' -- ***** Reader review 'This is my happy book and I loved it so much I've read it twice' -- ***** Reader review 'Very funny' -- ***** Reader review ************************************************************************************************** EVERYONE HAS THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES... The residents of the Close were much concerned with crime - preventing it, that is. With all those out-of-work teenagers on the nearby council estate hanging around, stealing, joy-riding and goodness knows what else, it was just as well that Paul Mathieson was setting up a Neighbourhood Watch scheme. Not that the inhabitants of the Close did not have their own little activities, of course, but these were hardly the same thing... If Jenny and Alan's daughter was caught travelling on the underground without a ticket, and their son was doing a little experimenting with certain substances, and Laura didn't see the need to declare her earnings from hiring out her house to a film crew, and Jenny drove home only just over the legal limit - well, these were quite different matters, not to be compared with what went on in the Estate. And then there was Jenny's discovery, when she advertised flute lessons, that she could work up quite a nice little earner in a rather unexpected way... As the leafy London street resounded to the efforts of its citizens to keep crime at bay, Jenny realised that it was her marriage, rather than her property, that needed watching.
Twenty years ago, in a series of mysterious, incandescent writings, David Seabrook told of the places he knew best: the declining resort towns of the Kent coast. The pieces were no advert for the local tourist board. Here, the ghosts of murderers and mad artists crawl the streets. Septuagenarian rent boys recall the good old days and Carry On stars go to seed. Clandestine fascist networks emerge. And all the time, there is Seabrook himself - desperate perhaps, and in danger. Dark, strange and immediate, this is a classic work of sui generis British literature. There are devils here, and the reader will remember them.
Some old flames are too hot to handle. Something demonic is starting fires all over town, and it's up to hunky detective Lars Thornsson and his partner, Chelle Rochelle, to solve the case. The attacks have neither rhyme nor reason — and when Lars identifies the arsonist, he realizes his troubles are just beginning. Not only is he injured as the firestarter gets clean away, but Lars manages to mortally offend his succubus lover, Rael, in the process. Rael has problems of his own: his cheating ex, Levi, wants him back. And Levi's a powerful demon who won't take no for an answer. With Levi ready to attack Lars to get what he wants, Rael has to work out what he's willing to do to save his lover. Up to and including sacrificing himself.
Revenge can be very sweet indeed. Sexy male succubus Rael is a tasty little morsel — and he has a talent for creating them, too. He's become a huge success as a regular guest on the cooking show Devon's Plate — so much so that when host Devon LaGrande disappears under suspicious circumstances, Rael's the number one suspect. With the case being handled by other detectives, Rael's lover, Detective Lars Thornsson, is left out in the cold. All the more so because, to save Lars's career, Rael is forced to move out of their apartment and pretend to be with another man. When Rael starts getting threatening letters, things hit even closer to home. The detectives on the case are worse than useless, and Lars's partner is unable to help, distracted by imminent motherhood and her demon baby daddy's parole hearing. Though he's all alone for the first time in ages, Lars knows he's the only one who can solve the case — and save his lover.
