J.V. Speyer

Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

“And I fought the bastards off. I’m not sure where you got this idea that I’m some kind of hothouse plant.” Cameron stood up and walked over to the refrigerator. There wasn’t anything in there that would be useful to him, but he looked in there anyway. It got him away from Jason. “I fought them off and I got you back to the house. I banished them and all you can do is sit there and think of little issues to bitch about.” He shook his head. “It’s a good thing you’re leaving soon.”


“And I can’t wait.” Jason turned to look at Reid. “So. I found some heads in the backyard.”


“Well that makes sense, since the farm was a kind of plague hospital.” Cameron slammed the fridge door shut.


Reid flinched. Cameron wasn’t sure if Reid was flinching at the noise or the fighting. “You’ve had a busy day.”


Chapter 54