Cold Cases and Bruised Hearts


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When your only goal is to save the world, who's there when you need to be rescued? Boss For most of my life, I'd been the savior and sought after when anyone found themselves in trouble. It could be to atone for sins of my past or because I was a natural caregiver. Whatever it was, I didn't understand how to do anything else. My Outreach program cared for everyone in the city who needed help, and I wouldn't say I hadn't made enemies, but when the protector needed protection, I wasn't prepared for Dolan Sharp. Dolan No one did anything for free or out of the kindness of their hearts. That wasn't how the world worked, and it was always survival of the fittest. I didn't care what anyone said about the man named Boss. When I witnessed Boss in action, what I thought I'd believed shattered, and I didn't know how to handle that. There are always threats at every turn. It's just a matter of when they catch up to you, but when one jaded man and another with a seemingly deep death wish have to work together, who's going to survive the aftermath? (TW: Mentions of childhood sexual, physical, and mental abuses. Passive Suicidal Ideation, self-harm, and mental illness. These are mainly off-page, but there are details flashbacks and conversations of said acts. Yet if these are triggering for you, please feel free not to read the story. Your self-care and mental health are more important. Thank you.)




Cold Cases and Sweet Redemption


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When two broken men find redemption together, will one survive to accept it? Chance Everyone assumed I was a magnet for trouble, or maybe I searched it out on my own. By the age of forty, I almost destroyed my life. The tragic event that changed my entire perception of myself is haunting me. When a friend is in danger, I volunteer to keep them safe and momentarily distract myself from my problems. Yet my demons keep hunting me down. Bart For twenty years since my divorce, I'd completely cut myself off from all physical connection with another person. PTSD has taken everything from me, and a time bomb lives in my head—ready to go off at any moment. For the most part, I've learned to control it. When Chance needs help learning a healthier coping mechanism, I offer my assistance, but when he’s healed, will I be able to let him go like I'd promised? Nothing had prepared two traumatized men for each other. Can they heal and find redemption, or will the danger around them take one from the other before they realize they have more than their demons? (TW: Mentions of childhood sexual, physical, and mental abuses. Passive Suicidal Ideation, self-harm, eating disorders, and mental illness. These are mainly off-page, but there are detailed flashbacks and conversations of said acts. Yet if these are triggering for you, please feel free not to read the story. Your self-care and mental health are more important. Thank you.)




Cold Cases and Bitter Enemies


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An unknown enemy wanted to take everything from us. Graves I’d spent all my forty-plus years paying for mistakes when I’d simply been human. Living in the shadow of my friend’s happiness grew harder every day. I didn’t mind being the odd one out. I didn’t mind being considered the unlovable strait-laced-ish one to their mayhem. Acceptance after a lifetime of not measuring up was nice. I’d found my rhythm and my place among the weirdness of my unit. That was until Marcel Douglas, the new ego-maniac in Homicide, decided he had to pick apart every case I’d left behind. Douglas Leaving Chicago hadn’t been in my plans, but my daughter needed me. I’d do anything to make her happy. When her mother was transferred overseas, I’d moved so my daughter could stay with her friends—the place she’d come to love. Being at the bottom of the hierarchy and earning respect didn’t sit right with my pride. I wasn’t afraid to admit that. And I’d made one hell of an enemy. Graves and his Cold Case Unit frustrated me, and I didn’t understand their methods. A series of body dumps brought me back to Graves for help, but he wasn’t feeling charitable. We’d thought we were our biggest and bitterest enemies until the threats came. Could we work together before the man gunning for us could finish the job?




Cold Cases and Dark Secrets


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Time Didn't Heal All Wounds, and the Scars were About to be Ripped Open Stevenson When I'd moved from Homicide to the Cold Case Unit my friends headed, I'd thought it would be a new start. The minute my marriage fell apart, I'd lost my purpose. Years passed, and I hadn't found myself until I'd helped my friends catch a serial killer, but I'd also found friends and family. As I'd searched for a case among dusty boxes, a decades' old murder and missing person case caught my attention. The autopsy report sent me to the ME's office and the man I'd avoided for months. Doc Making death my job didn't allow for normal friends, but the dead needed an advocate, and it was the only purpose I'd known. Being a medical examiner was all I'd had for decades, and I didn't know what to do outside my job. I had a group of friends, all worked in law enforcement and forensics, but one thing was missing. Short, adorable middle-aged men weren't getting swept off their feet. When my secret crush needed my help with a case, to the detriment of my sanity, I said yes. All I had to do was not be my weird self and blurt out everything in my head. When a missing person case turns out to be more than it appears, can Stevenson keep Doc safe from a twenty-year-old threat? (TW: May contain mentions of sexual, physical, and mental abuses. Passive Suicidal Ideation, self-harm, and mental illness. These are mainly off-page, but there may be detailed flashbacks and conversations of said acts. Yet if these are triggering for you, please feel free not to read the story. Your self-care and mental health are more important. Thank you.)




Little Love


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When the perfect little stumbles into your life, what are you to do? Lindy Rubin performed every task per her strict routine. She was speeding towards forty and becoming bored with her orderly life. When she began to assess the emptiness of her personal life, she hadn't expected the surprise destined to arrive. Was it fate that brought her a beautiful girl with teary, azure eyes to her doorstep? If so, who was she to deny her Little Love help in her moment of need? Author's Note: This Lesbian Romance contains elements of Age Play and Domestic Discipline (D/s), if those are subjects you find objectionable please don't read.




His to Call Home


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Sasha There was one thing I hadn’t planned to do and that was to move back to the city where I grew up. Not that I had any bad memories. I had loving parents, but they thought it was long past time I started dating again. I was a single dad with a demanding job as a firefighter and EMT. I didn’t have time to look for someone. That’s what I thought until I started at my station and met someone who changed everything. Crash (Wes) My parents considered me the disappointment among their three children. I was nothing like them. So at eighteen, I left and cut off all contact. My job as a firefighter was the only thing that kept me going. I wasn’t an attractive man, and I’d accepted that. When the new guy, Sasha Price, started working with me, he destroyed my comfort zone. I didn’t like the way he made me feel. I wasn’t supposed to like him, but I just couldn’t keep him out of my head. (CW/TW: Brief mentions of infertility and past pregnancy loss.)




Just One Midnight Kiss


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Stanton I wasn’t known for my impulse control. Raised as an only child and best friends with my mother, I hadn’t heard the word no often in my life. One night changed that completely. I met a stranger who worked for my family’s company. One kiss and the beautiful man was gone, and I hadn’t stopped until I found him. The real challenge came when he turned me down because of my age, but to me, that didn’t matter. He was my boy, and I’d prove it to him. Beckett After a divorce, I was just trying to learn to live single again. I’d emotionally broken down outside my boss’s home, and a gorgeous young man had kissed me. The shock of that had me running. I hadn’t expected to see him again, but he arrived at my office, and with such confidence, he’d claimed I was his. He couldn’t be serious. Yet the more time I spent with him, the attraction became all-consuming, and the reasons to say no were becoming unimportant. Could I open myself to the possibility or would it be safer to protect myself from another mistake?




The Story Began Once Upon a Time


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Odessa I'd always wanted more. Some fairytale that didn't exist. One day I'd stood up and ran to give my children the life my family and community denied me. All of it had seemed simple in my brain but taking my life back at almost forty wasn't just about changing zip codes. That was until one night in my favorite diner, and the more I was looking for asked to sit at my table. Dani I was a serial monogamist, but long-term hadn't worked out for me. My fairytale didn't exist. The woman for me wasn't out there waiting, and if she was, I hadn't found her yet. I resigned myself to teaching during the week and playing ball with my friends on the weekend. And then a chance meeting in a diner changed everything. All I had to do was make her see that all the love and support she needed was right in front of her.







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