About Beautiful Samurai , White Tiger
Written by Sedonia Guillone
158 pages / 65000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-153-2, 1-60370-153-2
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Japanese police inspector Toshi and his American partner John are back in this sequel to His Beautiful Samurai. Toshi and John are still reeling from their last adventure, dealing with family issues and trying to get ready for Toshi's uncle's funeral. During the funeral preparations, Toshi realizes that his uncle's dear friend Tokuma was more than a friend, and that Tokuma needs his help.
Fearing his nephew Yuzo has been kidnapped by the Yakuza, Tokuma asks Toshi and John to look into the young man's disappearance. Their investigation takes them into the murky underworld of the Japanese mob, and eventually leads them undercover to the temple of the White Tiger, a place of spirituality, love and danger.
Learning the ways of the White Tiger opens John up to his psychic ability in unexpected ways, and brings the lovers closer than they ever thought possible. Through a series of unbelievably erotic encounters, John and Toshi learn the power of their love, and begin to believe that they can overcome anything, from Toshi's disapproving family to the mystery of the missing nephew. Can they find Yuzo before it's too late?
Sedonia Guillone is the author of His Beautiful Samurai and My Hot Muse, stories that blend high eroticism with tender characters to create unique and powerful romances.
Review
Stephanie Vaughan, author of the Off World Series, writes:
Tokyo detective Toshiro Genjin and American psychic John Holmes are back in “Beautiful Samurai, White Tiger,” the knockout of a follow-up to last year’s “His Beautiful Samurai.” Sedonia Guillone once again skillfully combines elements of police procedural with erotic romance as this time the pair of lovers searches for the nephew of an old family friend, gone missing after being linked romantically with the son of one of Tokyo’s most feared yakuza crime bosses.
Picking up only days after the events of “His Beautiful Samurai,” Toshi and John trace the missing man to the Temple of the White Tiger, a private establishment where spiritual enlightenment is sought through intense sexual practices. That the owner and head priest, Kikuchiya Fujimara, just happens to be a former member of the same yakuza crime family with whom the young man was linked only complicates things as the detective and his psychic lover go undercover to find out more about what went on behind the gates of the exclusive establishment.
Part mystery, part romance, Guillone takes us into the underbelly of Tokyo’s gay nightlife, where coffee houses, after-hours sex clubs and spas serve as a backdrop for the variety of players she introduces us to. Long-haired, pouty-lipped bosozoku boys, strap-wielding S & M doms who aren’t what they seem to be, and stalwart police partners are all part of the mix as we travel with Toshi and John as they search for the beautiful, elusive Yuzo Kitano.
The heart and soul of the book, though, are John and Toshi as they feel their way along, trying to build a relationship in the chaotic midst of another of Toshi’s unorthodox police cases. The pressure mounts as the story builds to its climax, with the sensual atmosphere of the Temple of the White Tiger so palpable it nearly qualifies as a character in its own right, and Toshi’s difficult relationship with his disapproving father adds still more tension.
With steamy hot sex scenes amid a taut detective story, Guillone never loses site of the fact that “Beautiful Samurai, White Tiger” isn’t just a romance or a thriller—it’s both. She’s delivered another of the beautifully crafted, passionate, emotive stories that have already made her one of the most trusted names in erotic romance.
Sample
With his eyes still closed, Yuzo rolled over to snuggle against the warmth of his lover’s body. His arms met cool sheets and empty space.
He opened his eyes and threw back the covers. “What the—”
A hand clamped over his mouth. Iron strength gripped Yuzo from behind, pinning his arms to his body. Yuzo thrashed and twisted but the hand over his mouth had a cloth…smelled sharp. Must…get…away… Lead filled his body. So…hard…to move…
His eyelids shuttered and everything went black.
Agh… When he woke up, the pain in his head was blinding. No…he was blind! Something heavy pressed on his eyelids. He opened his mouth to yell but the same pressure filled his mouth. Seconds passed before he realized his tongue was resting against the fuzz of cloth. Blindfolded. Gagged. The reality slammed through the blackness.
Nande? What the hell was happening?
His heart began to race and sweat erupted on his skin, heating it and whatever he was lying on. He tried to shift his body, tried to get up. More restraints squeezed his wrists and ankles. Spread-eagled, bound, and…naked, except for what felt like a light sheet covering him. He was trussed up like a chicken for the slaughter. Kuso! Shit!
Think, Yuzo think. He heaved several breaths around the gag and forced himself to relax. After all, a calm mind in the midst of turmoil was what Kiku had been teaching him at the Temple, wasn’t it?
Kiku! He had to know by now that Yuzo was missing. He’d be searching for him. Just to wait and survive until then.
Yuzo listened for sounds. The occasional honk of a car horn punctuated the quiet. The low rumble of an airplane passing over. The air smelled like fish frying in oil.
Footsteps sounded from a small distance and he heard the click of a door being opened. He caught his breath, his body tensed like wires.
“Yuzo, I’m sorry.”
Yuzo’s blood froze. Was this possible? Was this fucking possible? He grunted and pulled against the bonds. Had his mouth been free he would have screamed.
“I had to do this, Yuzo. You need to learn not to talk.”