The truth is he cares too much and cannot cope. He’s drunk more than he’s sober and he just doesn’t care anymore. He’s quit investigating, he’s given up his apartment to live in a shithole motel room, and works in a dive bar to make money. Nick has basically given up and is going through the motions of life. The loss of his lover was the icing on the cake.
You feel so much through the main character and you stay on the edge of your seat wondering what will happen next.Īfter all that’s happened in Nick’s life, he has had enough. Every time I pick the next book up, I can not put it down. Even with the darker moments it, it’s truly some fabulous writing. Nick is convinced he’s wasting his time until the clues begin to add up to something entirely unsuspected. But when the least likely person in the world shows up at the bar and asks him to take a new case, he finds himself investigating the very unsuspicious death of a priest. All he wants to do is stay hidden and lick his wounds after the death of his lover, Detective Bert Harker. Private Investigator Nick Nowak has allowed his life to fall to pieces: He’s stopped taking cases, given up his apartment and taken a job as a bartender at a sleazy joint tucked under the El. The Perils of Praline is an erotic comedy 18+ for gay sexual content, language, and absolute silliness.It’s winter 1984. Will Praline eventually realize his dream of becoming a same-sex celebrity spouse? Or will he find everyday, ordinary love? But it is conservative pundit Malcolm Wright who propels Praline's derriere into the Internet hall of fame when the two are filmed in the backseat of an SUV. They include a studly steward, the Godfather of the Gay Mafia, a bondage-crazed landlord and casting assistant Jason Friedman, who always manages to be there in time to save Praline from total disaster. Once in Tinseltown, he encounters a collection of startling, and often horny, characters in his quest.
When he falls in love with a reality TV show contestant, Praline leaves his home in rural Georgia and-failing to recognized this might be considered stalking-travels to Hollywood to find and meet his soul mate, Dave G. Do you actually have to meet someone to fall in love? Maybe, maybe not.īefore Kim Kardashian broke the Internet with her butt, Peter "Praline" Palmetier brought it crashing down with his own bubblicious booty.
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