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The Case of the Heavenly Host

 

Book Title:  The Case of the Heavenly Host (A Mark Julian, Vampire P.I. Mystery #3)

Author:  L.G. Fabbo-Gonnella

Publisher:  Ai Press; 2 edition (December 10, 2014)

Book Length:  141 pages

Genre:  Gay, Vampire, Romance, Mystery, Series

 

Book Blurb:

This is a series that takes place in NYC and involves a vampire, Mark Julian, who is the nephew of Augustus Caesar. He is a private investigator to the city’s supernatural community. He meets and falls in love with a human Detective named Vinnie Pasquale. 

 

His secretary, a sex demon shape shifter named Jaime, who loves to dress in the style of  the 1940’s, assists Mark. By book two she meets her future love, Jean-Claude, the crown prince of the City’s major werewolf clan. 

 

Mark and friends solve cases while battling wits with Tortego. He is the autocratic head of the supernatural city govt, a former head of the Spanish  Inquisition and a vampire who fears losing power to democratic counsel reformers like Jean-Claude. 

 

By book ten you meet a cast that runs to approx., twenty and the reader not only has a mystery case in each book but also reads about power struggles, frustrated loves,  prejudice against mixed supernatural couplings etc. unfold during the books thus far.

 

Author Bio:  (Author Pic is attached in JPEG file)

L. G. Fabbo-Gonnella is a resident of the NYC metropolitan area. Since an early age he has been interested in "Dr. Who", all things vampire, the late 1940's noir movie style, pulp fictions and murder mysteries. 

 

When not writing he can usually be found at his version of the "Letter Lounge" drinking a chilled cocktail with friends. Although he does not know of any vampires, he holds out the hope to one-day bump into one in a non-lethal encounter.

 

 

Author Contact Links:

 

Email:  l.g.fabbo.gonnella@gmail.com      

Facebook:  Mystery writings of L.G. Fabbo-Gonnella  https://www.facebook.com/pages/Mystery-writings-of-LG-Fabbo-Gonnella/433214210103946

Blog:  http://fabbo-gonnella.blogspot.com/

 

 

Giveaway:

Grand Prize.  Books 1 and 2 ecopy 

Second Prize:  an ecopy of Book 1

 

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Buy Links:

 

Amazon: 

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Ai Press:

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All Romance eBooks (ARe):

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Barnes & Noble Nook:

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EXCERPT

G rated:

 

“And the prophets spoke of the blackened angels of destruction who spread their dark wings across the earth seeking to blot out the love of God” 

 

It Begins:
The Darkness Foretold To Deaf Ears 

 

It was another typical day in the great city along the Hudson River. 

 

The visiting tourists took in the sights while her inhabitants were simply trying to get by in the always-exhilarating madhouse called New York City. Life flowed onward at a hectic pace unless one took the time to really stop and pay closer attention to the surroundings. 

 

Today a raggedly dressed, wild-eyed old man stood on the corner of New York City’s busy Forty-Eight Street and Broadway, shouting at the top of his lungs to the crowds milling around him. 

 

His clothes were ripped and ill fitting. In simple truth, he also smelled rather ripe. “And the ancient prophets spoke of those antediluvian days when there arose the blackened angels of destruction!” he endlessly ranted at the scurrying people. 

 

“Loathsome creatures that sought to spread their dark wings across the earth to blot out the true love of God. But the shining silver sword of the Most High’s light seared open their rotten flesh, sending them cascading back in terror into their hellish hole!” 

 

Trying to ignore his cries, nervous tourists kept their distance and  mimicked the “don’t bother me” attitude of the city natives who seemed oblivious to the old man’s presence. The tourists moved on, absently noting that such men and women were considered to be part of the typical sights in this great city. Indeed, many felt people like him only added to the color of the area’s hustle and bustle. 

 

Surrounding the old man were the bright lights of the theatre district that hosted New York’s biggest tourist businesses: Broadway shows. To many visitors this entertainment attraction was the major reason they came to the metropolis on the Hudson. 

 

Many residents, however, were quick to decry an industry that seemed to be less about creating “new shows” and more about the resuscitation of past musical hits. For musical aficionados “The Great White Way” now hosted more revivals than some southern Pentecostal faiths. Amidst the tourists gawking at the lights and debating which shows to see, the man continued his shouting. 

 

“Yet now new messengers of malevolence from them have come out from their putrid lair, seeking to find the light and cast it away,” the old man yelled to people who continued to ignore him. 

 

“They are here among us even now, seeking to raise their ancient evils once more and blot out the true love of God. They walk here with us today. They are here in this Sodom even now. Do you not see them here in front of me?” He pointed at a giggling, attractive youthful couple that seemed to find his accusation amusing. The 

brown haired youth, for he looked to be all of nineteen at best, was clad in tan colored chinos and a light green crew neck sweater. His longhaired blonde female companion, who appeared to be the same age as well, wore a light blue dress that ended just above her knees. They seemed to be the perfect embodiment of a purist’s idea of how middle-class and respectful American youth should appear. 

 

“Take them and destroy them now, before it is too late,” the old  man railed, still pointing at the clean-cut pair who seemed more amused then concerned about becoming the object of the man’s “Hey buddy, take it somewhere else,” a bored overweight policeman said as he walked up to the elderly man. “You’re bothering people here. I want you to go now or I’ll run you in for blocking the sidewalk.” 

 

“Officer, you must arrest those two,” the man sobbed, pointing once more at the now obviously smirking youthful duo. 

 

“Yes, we are quite evil,” the dark-haired boy laughed as his fair-haired companion tittered gleefully. 

 

The officer shot a look of annoyance at them. A couple of kids from the ‘burbs out on a date, I bet, he thought. “Okay, you two get moving as well,” he grumbled as he hustled the older man away toward a side street. 

 

The old man groaned in despair. “I am sent by the Most High as a prophet who is come to warn you. Why will no one listen?” He gazed at the irritated law officer. “You are not going to arrest them are you?” 

 

“Go now or it’s going to be you that gets arrested,” the officer barked and released the elderly man with a push. The prophet took one last look at the grinning couple and shuddered. 

 

After the man left, a well-dressed older woman turned toward her husband. “Such a shame disgusting old men like that can harass such sweet looking children.” Her spouse nodded in agreement. “I bet they are from the Midwest, like us. I mean, you can just tell innocent wholesomeness doesn’t come from here.” She huffed smugly and gave the young pair a maternal grin. The youths angelically smiled back at her before they, too, left the area. 

 

The dejected ‘prophet’ slowly walked westward across Forty-Eight Street until he reached Tenth Avenue. “No one will listen,” he grumbled as he made his way from there toward downtown, trying to find a quiet spot with a good view of the river. “They will find the light and cast all into darkness. Then there will arise the foulness as the true love of God is destroyed!” 

 

At Thirtieth Street he came to the city’s deserted High Line. Before it was abandoned the elevated rail line had served as a major carrier for freight trains. Now this section was slowly being converted into an aerial green park. The rehabilitation of the line was an ongoing project but this expanse was still sufficiently isolated and overgrown with weeds. Skillfully avoiding the late night traffic, the elderly man crossed the wide avenue, dodging the traffic of New Jersey commuters racing to the Lincoln Tunnel’s entrance in order to get home. With a self-confident ease that came from prior visits, he found the necessary hand and footholds in the chain link fence close to the aging iron pillars of the neglected rail line and scurried upward. 

 

Once he reached the surface of the desolate platform he walked along the line toward his favorite spot that looked out over New York City’s Hudson River and the West Side Rail Yards. 

 

He sat on the garbage-strewn ground, staring quietly at the views around him. Watching the river’s meandering flow always relaxed him. After what he’d seen in Midtown he needed to relax. They had arrived! He decided that a warning should be sent to Him who watched over humanity. The old man closed his eyes and silently 

whispered something into the air currents. He opened his eyes and watched the wind sweep upward into the heavens. His face suddenly felt the downward warmer caress of an answering breeze. 

 

“Thy will be done,” he murmured. “I see now that I have completed my mission.” He sighed. Some time later, as he stood in the darkness, observing the peaceful waters of the Hudson surge toward the sea, he heard a noise behind him. He turned. “Who is it?” 

 

Two figures came out of the shadows toward him. A few seconds later, he recognized ……….

 

Book 1

The Case of the Choirboy Killer

• Print Length: 135 pages

• Genre:  Gay, Romance, Vampire, Paranormal, Series

• Publisher: Ai Press; 2 edition (June 23, 2014)

• Blurb:

• ​Mark Julian is New York’s only private eye for the supernatural. He has a job to do, one that includes not getting romantically involved with humans. Until a feeding frenzy on gay men crosses his path with irresistible Detective Vincent Pasquale of the NYPD. The paranormal world is about to collide with the human world, in more ways than one… 

The city is being hit by a wave of killings where the victims share two things in common: 1) they are gay and, 2) they have been drained of blood. The press is having a field day using a witness’ description to label him as “the choirboy killer” and the gay community is up in arms. Worse the local vampire council is convinced the killer one of their own who has gone rogue and is intentionally committing these activities as an affront the entire undead community. “I mean we just don’t act this way here,” sniffed the head of the council, “I mean this is New York City after all!” 

The council goes to the only person from their community who they think can find the killer and end his reign. Mark Julian, a vampire like themselves and New York’s only private eye for the supernatural world. With the help of his secretary Jaime, an incubus-succubus changeling sex demon he begins the hunt. His only major problem is that one of New York’s finest is also on the trail of the fiend who is dispatching the city’s citizens. When hunky detective Vincent Pasquale and Julian cross paths the gay detective finds the well-built handsome law officer is not only impeding his quiet search but also, for the first time in centuries, getting him heated up as well. Will they join forces or will one of them fall victim to the sensational choirboy killer? 

Bonus Feature: The Curious Case of the Runaway Incubus 

 

Buy Link:

Ai Press:  http://www.ai-press.net/the-case-of-the-choirboy-killer-a-mark-julian-vampire-p-i-mystery/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Book 2

The Case of the Strega's Touch

• Print Length: 139 pages

• Publisher: Ai Press; 2 edition (July 14, 2014)

• Genre: Gay, Romance, Vampire, Paranormal, Mystery, Series

• Blurb:

• ​With a civil war between vampires and werewolves looming, the last thing Mark Julian, Vampire, P.I. needs is romantic entanglement with sexy human detective Vincent Pasquale. It’s all spinning out of control… 

The crown prince of the werewolf clan has disappeared and Tortego, his vampire enemy on the city’s supernatural governing body, is suspected. With a horrific werewolf vs. vampire civil war now looming the crafty Tortego has once more turned to Mark Julian for help in finding the lost prince. But Mark is knee deep in his own problems. After the first rushes of romance his relationship with the very human Detective Vinnie Pasquale is getting tricky. 

To complicate matters further Vinnie’s mother has a personal request for her son’s boyfriend, Mark. She wants him to find out who killed and mutilated her best friend’s dog. With Jaime’s itching to join in the cases will it all turn out all right in the end or, is a werewolf/vampire all-out war and a personal breakup for him on his horizons. 

Also two bonus stories: The Case That Marked the Beginning and The Panicky Case of the Cucciolo di lupo_ 

Publisher’s note: This book was previously published. It has been edited for re-release with Ai Press. 

 

Buy Link:

Ai Press:  http://www.ai-press.net/the-case-of-the-stregas-touch-a-mark-julian-vampire-p-i-mystery/