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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
Nightcrawler

Nightcrawler

Amor, Meg
Corza, Alexandria
Dean, Michael

Paperback

General GLBTQIA Fiction

ISBN13: 9798305398663
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Jan 4 2025
Pages: 410
Weight: 1.04
Height: 0.84 Width: 5.50 Depth: 8.50
Language: English
I've always been a sucker for a guy with muscles and a handsome face. If that makes me sound shallow, maybe I am. I've never had a real relationship, unless you consider the guys in my Marine Corps Recon unit. I had a great relationship with those guys. Yeah, yeah, I know we're splitting hairs. These days, long after my retirement from active duty, the only kind of relationships I really do now are with fictional characters.

I love to read, and lately, I've been frequenting the pages of my favorite blog, Bestreads, to escape my real-life job, one I'm not very well suited for. One reviewer on there-Nightcrawler-absolutely slays me. He always makes me laugh, steering me clear of some of the worst trash out there when I'm not trying to earn money as a bounty hunter. Maybe someday the right man will come along, and he won't simply be a book boyfriend.

Someday.

Lately, I can't get intrigued by any of the guys I've met in bars. Hookups are becoming less and less interesting for me. I'm a reader and of late, I'm also a half decent reviewer. I write exclusively for a blog called Bestreads, working under the name of Nightcrawler and I'm not ashamed to admit, I try to make them funny. In my line of work as a recovery agent for a big insurance company, I'm finding my off hours much more pleasurable.

I think about my next review and my next blog post all the time. Whenever I put up a funny two-star review, I dream of the guy who might be at home reading it, but pretty sure the kind of man who reads me, is probably living in his mother's basement. Still, I'm a romantic at heart. Someday I might just run into him in one of my stories.

Someday.

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