Today's teaser comes from Snowed (Boston Rebels 3).
Release – 3 December
Pre-order here: https://rjscott.co.uk/read-snowed
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“Louis! Amy! Eagle bluff! Hasn’t come home!”
In a millisecond, I switched from store owner and team coach to search and rescue mode. Familiar with the locale, I shoved my truck in drive and headed up the old logging road. Eagle Bluff was a natural overlook for the town, with a small lake that froze at the first sign of cold, a familiar place for the team to go skating. I called the incident in, but help was at least sixty out, so it was me and my experience against whatever was up there. Mitchell was right behind me, but I lost him in the swirling snow, and visibility was worsening the further I drove up until finally I reached the off-road parking area and killed the engine. My kit was in the back, and I yanked it out, from ropes to med-bag, as Mitchell pulled in next to me and jumped out. He was dressed for snow, but his Canada Goose coat wouldn’t help if the kids were in the water or hanging off the bluff.
“Stay here,” I ordered him, but he wasn’t listening, gripping the guide rope I attached to my truck, the one also linked to my belt. It was a thin connection between me and an anchor point so I could find my way back to the truck. I was confident it would reach the pond just beyond the parking, but I could only hope the kids weren’t in trouble any further than the pond and outlook itself.
“Coming with you!” he shouted over the ferocious roar of wind forcing bullets of ice at any uncovered piece of skin.
“Hold the rope!” I shouted back because arguing with anyone from Eagle Ridge was a lost cause. Everyone here had experience in the extremes, and I yanked him closer to me. Slowly we followed the trees until they opened up, but I couldn’t see further than a foot or so in front of me and stopped walking, quieting the panic and forcing myself to think clearly. I pictured the small lake, nothing more than a shallow pond, really, and the boulders that the kids would sit on to stare at the view. Louis was with Amy, his girlfriend, which meant that this wasn’t about skating and probably more about making out.
For fucks sake.
Did no one watch the weather reports?
A second chance at love is all Kyle wants for Christmas, but a dark menace from his past wants him dead, and love is second to staying alive.
Kyle Lourenco has carved out a comfortable life and career for himself in Boston. With the holidays quickly approaching, he’s heading home for the first time in several years. Home to his loving parents and the small Canadian town where he was raised. And home to Christian, his best friend and the first man to steal his heart.
Just as a winter storm begins to blow in, it forces Kyle off the road only miles from home and a dark and sinister force from his past creeps ever closer. His only hope is getting to Christian’s cabin before the evil that has haunted him for years finally catches up to him.
Best friends since they were three, Christian Gauthier grew up next door to Kyle, in a remote mountain town with one stoplight and a forty-mile round trip to the nearest school. When Kyle left town for a shot at a professional hockey career, he took Christian’s heart with him. Even though he knew Kyle was always destined for bigger things, it hadn’t stopped Christian from falling for him as soon as he knew what love was.
With Christmas coming soon and a major snowstorm heading their way, Christian shuts the doors to the family store and heads to his cabin, where he will be on standby as an official volunteer for Search and Rescue. He has never regretted staying in Eagle Ridge, but a near miss on a simple rescue leads him to reevaluate everything, and when Kyle ends up at his door, he knows that guarding his heart might not be the best solution after all.More info →