Godfrey and the Detective

By Megan Derr

Godfrey makes a point to live a quiet, unassuming life, mostly because vampires are a lot less likely to get dead that way. Finding a dead body in his yard is very much the last thing he needs, though he can't be entirely upset about the hot, scruffy detective assigned the case. The problem with humans, however, is that they don't know when to quit...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Megan Derr
• Release date: Nov 24, 2019

Megan Derr

Megan is a long-time resident of queer romance and keeps herself busy reading and writing it. She is often accused of fluff and nonsense. When she’s not involved in writing, she likes to cook, harass her wife and cats, or watch movies. She loves to hear from readers and can be found all over the internet.meganderr.compatreon.com/meganderrmeganderr.blogspot.comfacebook.com/[e-mail]@meganaderr

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Godfrey makes a point to live a quiet, unassuming life, mostly because vampires are a lot less likely to get dead that way. Finding a dead body in his yard is very much the last thing he needs, though he can't be entirely upset about the hot, scruffy detective assigned the case. The problem with humans, however, is that they don't know when to quit...

Godfrey and the Detective

Blood Moon Vampires 1

By Megan Derr

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Edited by Samantha M. Derr

Cover designed by Megan Derr

This book is a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, and incidents are fictional or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is coincidental.

Second Edition November 2019

Copyright © 2019 by Megan Derr

Printed in the United States of America

Godfrey found the body when he went to go for a walk.

It was a moonless night, his sleepy, snobby neighborhood even quieter than usual. The body was lying just under the hedges on the house-facing side, which meant nobody on the street would have noticed it. The poor man hadn't been dead long, to judge by the smell. Six hours, maybe eight, Godfrey's nose wasn't the best for that. Channing was the morbid one. Godfrey was the nerdy one, or so he was often told in a long-suffering tone.

The worst thing about that body, however, was that it only faintly smelled of blood. Godfrey didn't need to get any closer to it to know that if he did, he'd find the body had been drained.

Which could mean one of a whole list of problems. Hopefully that problem fell under the heading of stupid humans and not goddamn vampires, but figuring out the answer wasn't his problem.

He called 911 first, then called Channing's phone and left a message. Of course Channing wasn't around the one night Godfrey needed him to be sitting around lazy or bored. Nevermind. He'd deal with it himself until Channing bothered to show.

When the phone calls were finished, he tucked his phone into his pocket and went back in the house, since he definitely wasn't going for a walk now.

The cops showed up a short time later, and not long after their circus show started, the neighbors came out to watch. After answering the cops' few questions, he retreated to his study and quickly drank one of his emergency packets of blood—and just in time, as he heard footsteps coming toward him that definitely weren't any of the cops already there. The smell of expensive cologne—something warm and fragrant, notes of cinnamon and vanilla, mingled not unpleasantly with leather and gun oil and coffee—struck him moments before the man stepped into the room.

And the look of him was even better than the smell, though not what Godfrey had expected given such an expensive scent. The man was scruffy, his clothes wrinkled like he'd been in them too long, eyes ringed with shadows of exhaustion that looked like bruises against his white skin. But those eyes were a beautiful shade of smoke gray, framed by black glasses and slightly too long, messy black hair. His nose was slightly too large for his face and looked like it had been broken at least once, and he had the teeth of someone who hadn't been able to afford to take care of them when he was younger. Bloody hell, the whole came together in a distractingly attractive package. Godfrey honestly couldn't say if the situation was better or worse for having a hot detective in charge. He stood and smoothed down his shirt and slacks before stepping around the desk and extending a hand. Godfrey West.

The detective shook his hand, eyes pinching for the barest

Reviews for Godfrey and the Detective

[gahsusjevshaj · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Nice story, funny. I liked the characters and the plot was good for the length. I think it should come with a (twin) incest warning, since that came kind of out of no where, seemingly just for a joke, and I'm not sure how on board I am with that, and it's made me think twice about reading a sequel if I am quite honest.

[Jerry Harrell · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Attractive characters. Believable. Plot twists OK. 4 more words before review can be ported