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Book Title: The Yakuza Path:
Blood Stained Tea
Author: Amy
Tasukada
Publisher:
Self-Published
Release Date: November 28, 2016
Genre: Gay thriller (NOT ROMANCE)
Tropes: Forbidden love, bad boys, tragic hero
Themes: Mafia
Heat Rating: 1 flame
Length: 350
pages
It is the first book in the
series and does not end on a
cliffhanger.
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A bloody past haunts him.
A devastating present lures him back…
Blurb
Nao hides from his violent past in the Japanese mob by
opening a teahouse in Japan’s cultural center, Kyoto. His past comes flooding back when he
discovers a gravely injured man with a tattooed chest, a bloody knife, and a Korean business
card.
Saehyun would’ve died if not for Nao’s help. He knows
nothing of his savior’s connection with the local mafia, but Saehyun has his own secrets. He
commands the Korean mafia, the mortal enemy of Nao’s former syndicate.
As Nao and Saehyun grow closer, so does the strength of
the Korean mob. A shocking murder pulls Nao back into a past he’d all but abandoned. War
is looming, and Nao must choose between protecting Saehyun or avenging the honor of his
old mafia family.
Blood Stained Tea is the first book in the The Yakuza Path series. If you like complex characters,
blood-soaked violence, and twists you won’t see coming, then you’ll love Amy Tasukada’s
gritty crime masterpiece.
The Yakuza Path Series
BOOK 1 – Blood Stained Tea
BOOK 2 – Better Than Suicide
BOOK 3 – One Thousand Cranes
BOOK 4 – The Deafening Silence
BOOK 5 – Flowers of Flesh and Blood
BOOK 6 – Releasing in November
Excerpt
It was no collection of branches, but a human body
slumped against the tree roots.
“Are you all right?” Nao yelled over the cracking
thunder.
No answer came.
Nao dropped his umbrella and crossed the footbridge in a
single stride. The rain trickled down his back, plastering his hair to his neck. As he groped for
a cherry-tree branch to steady himself on the embankment, his clog sank into the mud,
which slathered between his toes. He pulled one foot up, but the shoe stuck, and he tipped
forward. The cold river stung his face, and he spat out the water that had flooded his
mouth.
Nao crawled to the body and came face-to-face with the
unconscious young man. He had to be a few years younger than Nao. Lightning flashed,
exposing the man’s bushy eyebrows and sloping nose. An eye was swollen shut, and blood
dripped from his open mouth. Nao grabbed the arm of the man, who hissed in pain. Blood
poured out from underneath his cut sleeve. Nao swallowed. He hadn’t seen such flowing
blood since that night. The cut was sliced clean and couldn’t have been from the stranger’s
fall in the canal.
Nao pulled at the sleeve and held it against the wound.
“Can you get up?”
Nao received no reply, but he waited, hoping the minute or
two of pressure would close the cut. The warm fluid flowed out between Nao’s fingers.
“Your arm’s in rough shape. I’ll take you to a hospital.”
“No. No hospital,” the injured man said, and then he
muttered something in Korean, but the Korean sounded like the cawing of crows to
Nao.
“Someone there should be able to speak Korean. You need
to get your arm looked at. Come on!”
Nao reached for the man’s uninjured arm, but the stranger
pushed him away with such force Nao fell back into the mud. He curled his fingers into a fist,
and mud oozed out. No matter how much the stranger struggled, Nao wouldn’t leave
him.
The rain drowned out the man’s continued mumbling. He
was probably telling Nao why he couldn’t go to the hospital. Expired visa or lack of
insurance, Nao didn’t need to know.
With an uneven step toward the stranger, Nao realized his
right shoe had stayed in the muck. His bare foot slid through the sludge, and he grimaced.
Lightning flashed, and the stranger’s mouth no longer moved. Nao’s eyes widened. He
couldn’t let another person die in front of him.
“Wake up.”
No reply or movement from the stranger.
Nao clenched his teeth. He grabbed the injured arm,
pressing his thumb into the cut. The man hissed in pain and then spat out more Korean. Nao
backed away. He had deepened the injury, but the cruelty woke the guy up, so it was worth
it.
“Let’s go.”
“No hospitals.”
“We need to get out of the rain before we both get
sick.”
Nao tugged the good arm over his shoulder. The man
moaned as Nao hoisted him up. The stranger was considerably taller, built larger in all
aspects, and he weighed down on Nao’s shoulder. Yet the drive to do something right for
once carried him on.
About the Author
International best-selling
author Amy Tasukada writes thrilling times of crime, love, and gore. Readers who crave
diverse characters, unique settings, and edge-of-your-seat action will devour her
Yakuza Path series. Readers who seek less blood and more love will swoon
over the Yakuza Path
Romance and Would it Be Okay to Love You? Series. Amy is an atheist, queer author who enjoys drinking tea,
Japanese street fashion and visual kei music. Her calico cat, O’Hara, is never far from her
side. Amy lives in North Texas, but is always planning her next trip to Japan.
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