In Inferno, passion burns hotter than hell…
“I wept not, so to stone within I grew.” – Dante Alighieri
Step inside Inferno and meet Dante Jardine, six feet four of satanic beauty indulging every vice at his disposal.
An ex-cop, injured on the job, Dante has buried all the grief and torment of his dark life in fire and ice. He lives in a twilight world of sordid encounters that leave him cold.
When a notorious rent boy is murdered in his nightclub, Dante finds his hellish world pried open by in-the-closet Moonlight Cove cop Zack Stewart and his partner Angela Keaton, his carefully constructed façade ripped away.
Zack loathes the arrogant nightclub owner from the moment he sets eyes on him. Dante is obstructive, disdainful and, he is sure, frozen all the way to the core. As he investigates, all roads lead back to Dante and he becomes Zack’s chief suspect.
“You don’t want to see what sort of man I am in the dead of night when I’m all alone.”
Soon it becomes apparent the cops are looking for a serial killer targeting gay men and Zack’s priorities become more muddled the longer he is around Dante. He finds himself walking a dangerous road between being a good cop and giving in to his growing desire…
“I don’t know what I’m going to do with you, Detective Stewart. You’re a thorn in my side but I’m not sure I want to try and dig you out.”
Genre: Dark and gritty contemporary crime romance
Genre: FICTION / GayInferno is for sale at Amazon and has been translated into French, Italian and Spanish.
Detective Zack Stewart slammed his car door, not bothering to lock it. He crossed the parking lot, avoiding a puddle of vomit and a couple of used rubbers, and held his badge up at the uniformed officer guarding the door, grunting, still groggy with sleep. The cop waved him past the police tape and into the dark, sweaty club.
For a moment he stood blinking, staring into the depths of Inferno, the premier—and indeed, only—gay nightclub in Moonlight Cove.
That a town the size of Moonlight Cove—nestled somewhere between Dana Point and San Clemente on the southern stretch of the Orange County coastline—had a gay village at all was a source of great pride to its LGBTQ inhabitants. Sure, it consisted of little more than five bars but it was their own space, flying the flag for their sexual identity.
Inferno closed at five a.m. most nights. It operated a strict door policy and often ran men-only nights. Famous celebrities appeared there and competition nights gave away fabulous prizes. The place was the talk of the town.
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Translated by Carlos Bruno Rivero Núñez
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