**Genre:** LGBT Suspense Karl Blake's good at a lot of things: killing bad guys, rescuing hostages...and looting priceless diamonds, but when a bullet ends his career as a mercenary he discovers that he's really bad at living in a huge house with nothing to do. A shy, oddly sexy gardener with an u
Truthful Change
โ Scribed by Davitt, Jane; Snow, Alexa
- Book ID
- 107061772
- Publisher
- Loose Id LLC
- Year
- 2010
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 161 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
Product Description
Genre: LGBT Suspense
Karl Blake's good at a lot of things: killing bad guys, rescuing hostages...and looting priceless diamonds, but when a bullet ends his career as a mercenary he discovers that he's really bad at living in a huge house with nothing to do. A shy, oddly sexy gardener with an unexpected liking for rough sex seems just what the doctor ordered for his boredom. But Adam's got secrets that make Karl's seem mundane, and if the two of them are going to find a future together, there's a lot more to deal with than dandelions in the lawn.
With the past and the present combining to push them apart, betrayal, hurt, and mistrust around every corner, the two of them need to focus less on labels and more on what they are to each other.
Because a rose by any other name...
Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations some readers may find objectionable: Domination/submission, male/male sexual practices.
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