About His Beautiful Samurai
Written by Sedonia Guillone
111 pages / 48000 words
ISBN: 978-1-934166-13-0, 1-934166-13-8
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John Holmes comes to Tokyo to help stop a killer. Through the use of his psychic abilities, he can help find out things that no one else sees. Toshi is a policeman who accepts John's help, but from their first touch, John knows he wants more than that.
The modern killer, a historical murder of two samurai, and the fear that someone very close to Toshi betraying him combine to make the blooming love between John and Toshi difficult. And dangerous. Can they find a way to keep what is most precious to them?
Review
James Buchanan, author of My Brother Coyote, writes:
I confess, I’m a big mystery buff. I eat ‘em like candy. I devoured this on in one sitting.
In Samurai the paranormal elements mesh nicely with the mystery plot, and John Holmes’ power is vivid and believable. The attraction between the Japanese Detective, Toshi Genjin and the American psychic is hot but sweet at the same time. I really liked how the Japanese culture and social conventions worked to fuel the plot of the book.
And, biggest for me, I didn’t know who did it the moment the character was introduced. I can usually peg it. I was surprised but not shocked at who the culprit was at the end. All in all, it was a good, fun read.
Sample
John came to a stop in front of the two men, afraid that at the last moment the power of speech would fail him. He hadn’t felt quite this way since his first high school crush, blond swimming god, Tom Gaines.
“I’m John Holmes.” He prepared himself inwardly for his customary explanation of why he wouldn’t be able to shake their hands.
The handsome detective cleared his throat. “I’m Inspector Genjin and this is my partner, Inspector Yamamoto.” He turned to his partner and translated the introduction.
So, Genjin was the one who made his heart flutter. He also spoke perfect English.
Inspector Genjin proffered his hand.
John’s heart thumped. How was he going to explain why he couldn’t shake their hands without coming off like a freak? His business here was strange enough already and he sensed Inspector Genjin’s skepticism already. What should he say? I’m sorry, I can’t touch you because the lightest contact with another human being opens me to all their deep secrets and sins.
The words froze on John’s lips. Inspector Genjin’s hand looked large and strong, the nails neatly trimmed and manicured.
Before John’s mind could offer an objection, he set down his suitcase and accepted the offer of a handshake. He braced himself for the psychic reverberations of his first human contact in nearly a year.