I have rewritten Gazes Into You.
I always intended to publish this as an original fic... although I wasn't expecting on getting it out quite so soon.
I'm just waiting for it to get back from the editor and then I'll put it up on Amazon, etc. So, two weeks?
What this does mean though is that I'm going to be TAKING DOWN the J2 version. So, if you want to download that from AO3, do it soon.
Just so's you know, I am happy for the J2 version to be shared between y'all in the future. I just can't have it online with the official version available.
As always, I'll be giving out a bunch of ARCs (Advanced Review Copies) once I've formatted the files, so if you want to get one of those, just let me know. And I do a ton of giveaways and free promo stuff on a regular basis so if you don't want to pay cash money for this, there will be an opportunity to get your hands on it gratis in the future. All I ask is a quick review or rating on Goodreads or Amazon. Doesn't even have to be a positive one : ) No, really...it all about the algorithm...or something.
I have no idea what I'm doing...
I got four more planned in this series, so I'm hoping people like this one. I mean, creepy stalker ex-cop getting all hurt/comfort sexytimes with a *coughs*Stockholm Syndrome*coughs* much younger stranger... what's not to like!? : )
Ex-detective John Right likes to watch.
There's no harm in it.
The latest object of his obsession—a twenty-something stranger who chains his bike outside John's office—doesn't feel the weight of John's eyes on him, doesn't know about the secret recordings or what John does with them in the dead of night. Except when the kid disappears, John finds himself doing far more that just watching.
Reluctantly, John has to start thinking like a cop once more as he frantically tries to track down his mystery man. Although when he finds him, John is left with more questions than answers. And the more he learns, the more he wishes he'd never started looking in the first place.
Can John get to the bottom of the mystery without giving away his own dirty secret? And without giving in to his urge to do more than simply watch?