Now, she is forced to work as a stripper in a desolate bar owned by the Dark Rebel MC. This is the same club that killed her father and wiped out his club, The Sioux Rangers. The Dark Rebels humiliate and abuse her and she is beginning to lose hope of ever being rescued.
Josh Carter lives like a wolf.
He roams the streets of Montreal like a ghost. He is the last surviving member of the Sioux Rangers and without his club he is completely alone in the world. He has no friends, he has no family. He rides alone.
When Josh learns that the DRMC have been holding Rose captive, he knows he has to do something about it. He can no longer let the past control his destiny.
Join Josh in the first novel of this stunning new series. This story is a beautiful and heartfelt portrayal of the limits of love in the brutal and dangerous world of Quebec’s outlaw motorcycle clubs.
Find out if love can overcome all the odds. Find out if the Sioux Rangers will ride again.
Meet the Author
Abby Weeks is a romance and erotica author. She writes about strong, daring women in dangerous, sexually charged situations.
Biography
I write stories about my own fantasies. They’re not to everyone’s taste but I’m a real person, a nice girl, and I’m honest about my sexual inclinations. If you’d like to give me a try, I would be happy to have you on board. You are always welcome to contact me at: abby@type-writer.net
I’m thirty-two years old and live in a small town in beautiful Ontario with my two dogs. I was born and raised h…ere. I went to school in Montreal and Ottawa. I studied French, Women’s Studies and Literature but wasn’t the most focused student. I took creative writing classes in school but it wasn’t till I got back to my hometown and was working as a waitress that I really started writing. I’m an only child and both my parents passed away when I was quite young. I do feel a bit alone in the world.
I like to write about strong, adventurous women. They are the kinds of women I like to imagine I am, or at least would be if I had the courage. The protagonist usually has a difficult past or family life and is up against the world in some way. My stories are fairly graphic and erotic, but I also include a good story, strong character development, and a genuinely full and engaging reading experience.
The sexual themes I write about all come from my own, private fantasies. They are the kinds of things I imagine happening to me, even though I know they are unlikely in real life.
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Review
4 Roses – Realistic & Gritty Writing Style
Well written gritty and realistic emotional story involving a young woman growing up in a biker family. Witnessing her father’s murder and her family’s demise, Rose had to grow up fast and struggled to make a living on her own.
With no real family left this young woman had no choice but to try to make end’s meat in short dead end job’s. Rose thought she finally might have caught a break and chooses to accept delivering a ‘package’ for some big time cash, little did she know she got more than she expected.
3 Hearts – Past Love Reunited
Now she is a stripper working for a big time criminal biker organization catering in drugs, alcohol, human trafficking, weapons and all deeds done dirty, cheap, and shady. Although she is strong she is not in control and just about to lose hope when along comes a savior from the past and just what she needs… again.
Josh Carter is that man, savior, hero, survivor and last member of the Sioux Rangers. He is on a mission, seeking revenge, gaining justice for the crime against his father, and taking back his soul-mate. He has come for Rose, his woman, and just in time… again.
Carly Jo Simon carries the weight of the world on her shoulders.
When
she unearthed her daddy’s secrets, she had no idea the repercussions she would
be faced to live with. Now, his secrets are her own to carry, as she fights to
protect her sister Savannah from their daddy’s daunting past and their bastard
brother Drew.
Savannah
wears a mask of perfection, shielding everyone from the reality of her personal
imprisonment. When Savannah’s secrets are exposed, Carly stands by her, hand in
hand, offering Savannah the comfort and strength she needs to move on.
Despite
carrying the weight of other’s secrets on her back, Carly’s own secrets burden
her deeply. Although she battled to keep her heart safely guarded from Colton
Weston, he owns every inch of her. But when Carly turned her back on Colton and
opened her arms to her best friend Luke, she made a mistake that could shatter
all three of their lives.
They
all have something to hide. But it’s the secrets that lie beneath the surface
that could destroy them all.
“A richly nuanced — and smolderingly clever — book about letting love shine in places where the past feels bigger than it needs to be. The cast of side characters range from quirky to mysterious, lending tremendous authenticity and depth to a romantic story that is so much more. A one-click must read!” Julia Kent, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.
“A heartbreaking tale of letting go and learning to love again. A jaw-dropping debut novel you have to read.” – Helena Newbury, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.
Synopsis
How do you start over when you gave everything to one life, one plan, and lost it all?
Althea refuses to allow herself to love again. Imprisoned in grief at twenty-four after her husband’s sudden death, she’s convinced her heart died along with him. She spends her days honoring his memory by clinging to the legal career he helped her to build and to the remaining pieces linking them together.
Griffen’s been running from his past. Despite success as an author and investigative journalist, he’s been traveling through life on autopilot. For a decade, he’s chosen perilous adventures and meaningless sex over the danger of any attachments. When he finally returns home to Pittsburgh, he’s slammed by the awakened memories and regret he’s spent years trying to escape.
A chance encounter brings them together. Their instant desire for each other – and the bond they discover between them – shocks them both. Despite her best efforts, Althea can’t resist Griffen’s charm or his intriguing proposition – if she agrees to a no-strings affair with him for the two weeks he’s in town, he swears he’ll walk away when their time is up. Assured she can test the waters of a new life while keeping her vow never to betray her husband’s memory by opening her heart to another, Althea throws herself into the escape Griffen provides her.
Their perfect plans go awry when the intensity of their connection overwhelms them. Will they risk it all on the chance of something great together…or will the power of their secrets and guilt tear them apart?
Griffen stroked her cheek and Althea thought how truly sorry she was to have woken him, especially because what she didn’t tell him was that tonight it wasn’t her deceased husband Jack’s face in her nightmare that turned to dust and disappeared. It was Griffen’s.
“Althea…” Griffen whispered.
“Shh. No,” she said softly as she reached up and caressed his face gently in return. “Will you just…will you please make love to me, Griffen?”
“Anytime, gorgeous.”
But it won’t be anytime anymore, Althea thought. He will turn to dust and I will be all alone. Again.
And she knew it had to be that way, because this emptiness in her heart was the penance she would always have to pay for failing Jack.
Griffen led her to the bed and they made love. It was the most tender and gentle experience of their time together. Griffen touched her everywhere, stroked her hair, kissed her face and soothed away each tear. He ran his lips down her chest and she gasped as he sucked her nipple into his mouth reverently. He somehow managed to put on a condom despite touching every part of her constantly and slid gently inside of her. She was grateful because she didn’t want any lead-in this time. She just needed him inside her, while her hands were full of his hair and his warm, giving flesh. She moaned and lifted his head from her breast to look at him.
“Baby,” he said, kissing her eyelids and finally claiming her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his, even curling her feet around his calves, desperately trying to make every inch of her body touch his.
She was so preoccupied with how full and complete she felt that her climax surprised her. This had not been about an orgasm, it was about closeness and human contact. Running off the demons of loss and fear, if only for a moment.
But Griffen didn’t know how to leave her unsatisfied. He couldn’t touch her without making her body go off like a sparkler in the backyard on the fourth of July, and even now, with his gentle lovemaking, it was no different. He groaned in her ear and came right along with her, spurring more spasms and electric shocks through her body.
“Oh Griffen, yes, Griffen,” she responded.
He leaned up and looked into her eyes, brushing her hair back from her face. His face looked so tormented.
“Oh Althea,” he said sadly over and over again, almost like a prayer, until he rolled over and held her until she finally fell into a blessedly dreamless sleep.
Excerpt #2
Althea leaned back and forced a smile and laugh as she looked around. Her brazen pretense was tossing kerosene on Griffen’s fiery emotions.
With each nervous dart of her eyes, Griffen’s heart pounded with more anger. He leaned closer and whispered hotly in her ear, “Is that better? Am I making you uncomfortable? God forbid someone thinks you aren’t a perfect widow pining away alone after all these years. That you’re still living an adult life,” he growled. “Maybe I should ignore your rules and touch you anyway. I know you like it when I do.”
“Stop it, please.” She breathed slowly, calming herself. “We can touch. Just not here.”
“Fine. I get it.” Griffen couldn’t stop how angry he felt.
The irony wasn’t lost on him. Most women he’d been with begged him to be serious with them and tell the world they were together. That had never appealed to him, until now. Yet here was this beautiful, desirable woman that he wanted to express affection to and she couldn’t bear to let anyone know they were together. He hadn’t even realized how furious it made him until he found his heart was racing and he was feeling hot with anger.
Althea must’ve sensed it because she leaned over and whispered, “No. You don’t get it, and you shouldn’t have to. This is my thing. My issue.” She looked around to see if anyone was staring at them and looked into his eyes. “I do want to touch you. I want you to touch me.” She swallowed and lowered her voice even more. “Very much.”
“Fine,” he gritted out. When he looked down at her, with her eyes turned up so full of concern while her lips parted and she panted just a little from the desire that coursed through them every time they were near each other, his heart pounded for a different reason. “I need to touch you, too…everywhere.”
“Yes, please,” she whispered.
Author Bio
Chloe is a contemporary romance novelist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with her husband and their sweet puppy. Chloe has always loved writing and cherishes the opportunity to craft her fictional novels and share them with the world.
When Chloe isn’t writing, she spends her time exploring Pittsburgh with her husband and friends. She also enjoys yoga, jogging, and all Pittsburgh sports. She is an avid reader and wrote her debut novel Three Rivers in her spare time. She loves to research every last detail relating to her books. For example, in an effort to bring authenticity to Three River’s treatment of grief and loss, she consulted with a psychologist and grief counselor during its preparation.
Hope and Cameron made a five-year promise before college. Years pass and they never see each other again. But then one month before his planned wedding to Riley, Cameron looks outside and sees Hope in the pouring rain, watching him. Now, three years later, Cam has one day – a sick day on this last Friday of summer – to convince the one woman whose very existence breaths life into his lungs, that sometimes love like theirs actually does exist, and it’s that kind of love that lives forever, no matter how hard you fight to forget about it and move on. From the author of non friction and Hope, Sick Day follows one man’s day-long attempt to persuade the love of his life that sometimes it’s okay to break promises if it means keeping the ones that count.
**Sick Day can be read as a stand alone. However, Non Friction and Hope have some story elements tied to Sick Day. If you have not read Non Friction or Hope, Sick Day’s story will not be affected in any way.
Morgan Parker is the pen name for a shy and introverted former banker. Because he could never balance his cash at the end of the banking day, he made up stories in order to keep his job. None of those stories was Textual Encounters, which is great because readers will discover a truly unique and original romance that has never been told before.
5 – Roses – Romantic Love Story – Creative Unique Writing
I’m sure we have all had days where we want to play hooky, our physical beings are unable to go on, or maybe our emotional psyche is just in ruins. In this creative story we find sometimes love is the common denominator that filters into a blood stream and takes control of emotional and physical functions. Sometimes one cannot sleep, the mind continues to dredge up memories of past encounters. One cannot eat for our bodies are full of emotional turmoil and yet somewhat empty for want of more… what could have been… what could be…
5 – Hearts – Devoted Couples – Love
Cameron is engaged to married, he has a unfulfilling job, he is lost, confused and desperate to fill a void he is missing in life. Years ago he chose to walk away from a promise he once gave to his college love, his one true love, the one that got away, the woman he chose to let go and walk away from. Desperate to find this missing piece of his life he decides to take drastic measures and take a Sick Day from work to conquer a heart worth living for.
~Cameron: “I can’t have two halves of one life. One that belongs exclusively to you, and the other that belongs to the hope of replacing you. I can’t… exist without you.”
Hope McManus thinks she is stable enough in life where she came move on and settle down with someone she might be able to settle for. She finds she must have Closure from her past with the only man she ever loved in order to end this unsettled feeling.
~Hope: “I came here to find you, Cameron, but if you don’t tell me why you disappeared, you’ll never see me again. I can’t keep beating myself up over this.”
3 Tears – Emotional Drama
The emotional drama the author weaves in this romantic tale of woe and passion is enough to have hearts pumping and nerves are forever frayed. The author writes in detail about how the thoughts and feelings of each character are portrayed, the scenery around them is described almost as if you were there… in the park, at a candlelight dinner, on a beautiful yacht and falling in love all over again.
3 – Lips – Hungry Love-Making
The spice we find in between the sheets in this romantic love story is exactly what we would want to explore when two people come together and share their souls. The turmoil was evident when their touches consumed them, their past collided when their lips savored each others and their bodies connected when their desires took control.
My middle finger massaged her clit before reaching even farther south and dipping into her, just a shallow taste on my fingertip.
We kissed hard, lost in the thrusts, my hands gripping hers so fiercely that my fingers went numb.
Watching her, feeling her come against me.. it spelled my end as well.
Will this long ago promise survive the test of time. Will these long ago lovers reconnect. Will love last. Let’s find out in this drama filled romantic tale of passion, woe and LOVE reunited.
Lark Davies is the sole guardian of her younger sister, and the owner of The Cookie Jar. When she’s not working, she spends her free time at the Harris ranch. It doesn’t matter that they are werewolves. They are her family. When Devon Harris shows up at the ranch, Lark finds herself instantly drawn to him. However, Devon makes it clear that he wants nothing to do with her. But when enemies attack the ranch, Lark and Devon find themselves working together to save the people they love most. Their mutual attraction continues to intensify, leaving Lark aching for Devon’s touch. The closer they become, the further Lark is drawn into the werewolf world. Lark has known werewolves existed for some time. She just never knew how dangerous they could be.
Devon Harris has lived under his stepfather’s tyranny for too long. When his stepfather forms an alliance with a dangerous werewolf pack, Devon knows it is time to leave. He and his younger siblings seek refuge at his Uncle Rick’s ranch. There he meets the fiery human Lark. Devon instantly feels the attraction to Lark. With a war between the packs on the horizon, Devon tries to keep Lark at arm’s length. As battle lines are drawn, and Lark is sucked further into his world, Devon can no longer ignore Lark’s allure. Can Devon protect his family and keep her safe? He can only hope.
Excerpt
Lark opened her eyes, taking in the pitch black hotel room, illuminated only by the moonlight. Sweat beaded around her neck and brow. Hair stuck to the nape of her neck. She sat up and looked around at the barely visible furniture. Movement by the window caught her eye. Devon stood at the window arms crossed over his chest. His broad shoulders accented by the bright white of the moon. Lark stared at the fine plains of his bare back. She licked her lips taking him all in. Her body shuddered recalling the way he’d felt pressed against her – the way his lips had caressed hers a day ago. Lark blinked the images away. Thankful for the darkness that hid the heat creeping across her face. Her throat parched, she pushed the covers back to get a drink of water from the sink. The cool water alleviated some of the heat, and glided down her parched throat. She pushed the wet strands out of her face and walked to the window. Devon hadn’t moved. Preston and the three other guys lay sound asleep on the floor. They’d been kind enough to give her the only bed. “Do you not sleep?” Lark joined him at the window. Her eyes glued to the door across the street. To think, her sister was in that room. Lark wondered if Sarah was okay. Was she sleeping? In pain? Would they hurt her? The list went on and on. “It’s my turn to keep watch. Daniel said they wouldn’t leave till morning, but I don’t want to risk it.” Devon looked over at her for a moment his eyes slipped down to take in her plaid pants before he turned back to the window. She’d gone with Preston to the store earlier to pick up a few things. They’d both needed the distraction. She normally slept in boy-shorts, but after her run in with Devon the other morning, and considering she was sharing a room with five guys, she had thought better. “Oh, I didn’t realize you guys were keeping watch. I can keep a look out if you want to rest.” “It’s okay. Preston will take over in another half hour.” Devon shrugged. “I’m used to the late nights; it’s actually been a little bit of shell shock to get used to days. As an EMT I worked the twelve hour night shift. Most incidents happen at night, you get used to being up all night. My nights off I usually spent out too. Vincent likes to party. I went along for something to do and keep him out of trouble.” “I can see that about Vincent. I bet you’ve seen some interesting things on your job?” Devon smiled, the moonlight lit his hazel eyes. “People never cease to amaze you. I’ve seen the traumatic to the dramatic.” Lark laughed. “I can imagine. You see stories on the news every so often, where someone calls 911 for a cheeseburger, or something ridiculous like that.” “Those are the people who don’t understand the absorbent bill they get in the mail for our services either,” Devon chuckled. The smile lit his entire face. It gave her a rare glimpse of him. Lark wondered what had happened in his past to make him so distant. Slowly, he seemed to be opening up to her. She hoped he continued to do so. “I’m sure you get interesting characters in The Cookie Jar.” “Yeah, about half my customers are regulars. It’s kind of nice getting to talk to everyone. You’d be amazed what people tell you though. I’ve heard so many things that I really didn’t want to know.” Lark placed her hands on the windowsill, leaning forward. She peered out the sheer curtains. Her thoughts drifted back to Sarah and Emily; at least they had each other. “They won’t hurt her.” Lark looked up at him surprised, taking a moment to register his words. She nodded and sighed, eyes darting back to the door across the street. The street seemed to stretch endlessly. It felt like miles separated them instead of mere feet. She would feel better once she could hold Sarah in her arms again. “Have you ever thought about becoming a doctor or a nurse? You know taking your training to the next level?” Lark needed a distraction and she was curious about Devon. “My bedside manner sucks.” Lark met his smile. “But would you?” Devon leaned forward before rocking back on his heels. “I don’t know. I never really thought about it.” Lark nodded. “I always enjoyed baking. I never in my life thought I’d own my own bakery. But I couldn’t imagine doing anything else.” “I do like the blueberry muffins.” “You guys do seem to have a sweet tooth. Well, actually, I’ve noticed you guys eat just about anything.” Devon laughed. “It’s our metabolism. Especially when we shift a lot; it makes us hungry.” “I can tell.” Lark looked over at him. “Do you do it often? Shift I mean?” “I try to once a day; some days, like when I worked, I couldn’t. The wolf is a part of who we are. Shifting is important for our mental well being. As a rule, we try to shift three to four times a week. The only exception is when women are pregnant. The shift is harmful to the fetus since the body transforms from a human into a wolf.” “Does it hurt when you change?” Lark couldn’t stop herself from asking. “It’s a pleasure pain.” “I imagine it’s exhilarating.” “You really are genuinely interested aren’t you?” Devon turned to her eyes locked on hers. Lark swallowed at the intensity of his gaze and lowered her eyes to the floor. “I…I’m not trying to be rude.” “I know.” Devon’s fingers grazed her chin, tilting it back up. “I’ve never met someone who’s been so understanding – who’s wanted to learn more.” His thumb cupped her chin softly eyes glued to hers. She licked her lips in anticipation. Slowly his face inched toward hers, their breath mingled. Her heart raced, and body scorched with arousal. His woodsy scent filled her nostrils. Eyes closed, his lips grazed against hers. Devon’s stubble scratched her chin; his lips so soft against hers.
After the devastating loss of his father, Gene Harris has become alpha of his werewolf pack. He has been training for this his entire life. Nothing could have prepared him for the brewing war, or the beautiful alpha female, Talia. Gene is instantly drawn to the mesmerizing she-wolf. He wants to trust Talia, but it’s hard to trust anyone–especially when they are related to the pack you’re at war with. Enemies are everywhere, and Gene must fight to protect his pack.
Natalia ‘Talia’ Alvarez grew up away from the pack. Around a year ago she was abducted and forced to become a member of her grandfather’s pack. After spending months as a prisoner, she was freed and brought to the Harris ranch. This experience leaves her weary of her werewolf heritage and unable to trust her rescuers. As a new mother protecting her son is her first priority. Talia knows her only chance at freedom is to team up with Gene. As they begin to work together, she finds herself falling for the alpha. The thought of trusting Gene terrifies her. She can’t help but wonder if he will betray her too. Trusting Gene and his pack will either be the best or worst decision she’s ever made.
Excerpt
Natalia leapt over a log, her paws sinking into the wet earth as she landed in the clearing where she’d left her clothes. Inhaling the smell of dank leaves and rain one last time, she scanned around the area. Satisfied that she was alone, she closed her eyes and focused on her transformation.
Wincing as her bones began to snap, Natalia gritted her teeth. Her black fur was sucked inward as her pink wolf flesh was replaced with honeyed skin. Long brown hair fell in her face as her bones continued to crack, realigning themselves. After several long, painful moments, the transition was complete. Panting heavily, Natalia sat back, trying to regain control of her breathing. Shaking, she rocked back and forth, waiting for the dizziness and pain to ebb away.
Transitioning shouldn’t be this hard. She knew that. Most wolves did it within seconds—how, she had no idea. Perhaps it was because she was part human, or maybe there was a trick to it. She couldn’t be sure.
Leaves crunched as footsteps creeped across the ground. Natalia stiffened, shooting to her feet. She scurried to get her clothes. Grabbing her panties first, she slid into them as the sound of footsteps drew near. She threw on her jeans next, followed by her bra. Her trembling fingers fought to fasten the back as Gene came into view.
“Go away,” Natalia screeched, snatching her shirt up and covering herself with it.
“I’m sorry,” Gene said, quickly turning his back to her.
She continued to fumble with her bra, finally hooking it and throwing her shirt on. “What are you doing out here?” she demanded, her face and ears burning while her body still twitched from the shift. Tensing her body, she fought to remain calm and in control of the spasms. She could not appear weak to him.
Gene turned around with one eyebrow quirked up, and a smile on his face. “This is my home. I was going for a run,” he said, gesturing toward the open woods.
Natalia drew in a deep breath, her eyes inadvertently wandering to his bare, toned chest. The moon hit his tanned skin just right, illuminating the scars on his side. Claw marks. Even with the blemish, he was perfect. The grey running shorts he wore fit snugly, showing off his muscular thighs. Taking all of him in, she veered up toward Gene’s face. His chiseled jaw and brown eyes stared at her intently.
Nora covered her mouth as she yawned. Her eyes focused on the road, she reached down, lifting her soda to her lips. Nora took a long swig of her Coke before returning it to the cup holder.
The green illumination of the dashboard clock read 12:03 AM. It was late, and she’d been driving for hours, but she wouldn’t stop until reaching her destination.
With a trembling hand, she picked up her cell phone and listened to her best friend’s voicemails one more time.
3:56 pm
Hey, Nora, it’s April. I just wanted to let you know that I made it home okay. I know this is going to sound weird, but I need you to stay away from the apartment for a few days. I’ll wire you some money for a hotel. It’d be even better if you found one far away from home. I promise I will try to explain everything soon, but I can’t right now. Just please trust me when I tell you not to go home right now. I hope you get this soon. Call me when you do. I’ll, uh, I’ll talk to you later, okay? Be safe.
4:15 pm
Hey, it’s me again. Um, listen, my families in trouble, Nora. I think you could be also. I’m going to text you my address. I need you to head down here as soon as you can. Please call me as soon as possible. Be safe.
The phone clicked and Nora jammed her finger over the buttons and set the phone back on top of her purse. Her hands trembled as she gripped the steering wheel. Her eyes stared out the window into the pitch-black night. She’d received that ominous message around five hours ago and had not been able to contact her best friend since. The calls went straight to voicemail. Terrified, she’d hopped in her car and started the long drive to Louisiana.
Stifling another yawn, Nora glanced over at her GPS. If it were correct, she should reach April’s home within the next fifteen minutes. Once there, she could check on her friend, and find out what the hell was going on.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a blur of yellow making a beeline for the street. She slammed on the breaks, causing the tires to squeal. A man dashed into the road, and she screamed as a loud crunch echoed through the car.
The man’s body rolled up onto her hood, colliding with the windshield. The glass cracked, and tiny spider webs erupted across the window. His body tumbled backwards, and he collapsed onto the pavement.
Nora held the steering wheel like a vice, watching in horror as he hit the pavement with an unforgiving thump. He rolled and attempted to get up, but quickly fell back to the blacktop. She held her breath, waiting for him to get up, but he didn’t. Her heart dropped and she took a shaky breath in.
Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!
Pulse thrumming in her ears, she pushed her door open and unbuckled her seatbelt. Her eyes stayed transfixed on the deathly still person. Nausea rolled through her stomach, and she gagged on bile when she saw the awkward angle of his arm. Her knees wobbled as she forced her feet forward.
“Please be okay. Please don’t be dead,” she mumbled as she approached him.
Blood oozed into his brown hair, streaking the cocoa strands with red. His chest rose and fell in shallow, uneven, breaths. The man coughed, groaning as he rolled. He placed a trembling hand on the road as he attempted to sit up again.
“Thank god you’re not dead! Are you okay? I’m not sure you should be moving,” Nora babbled as she held her hands out unsure if she should touch him or not.
He twisted, his emerald green eyes connecting with hers. Red dribbled out of his nose, pooling on his lips.
“Who are you?” he coughed, struggling to his feet.
“I’m so sorry. Are you okay. Gah. I need to call the police. You need to get to a hospital,” she rambled. Heat crept over her cheeks at her own stupidity. She’d hit a man, he needed medical help. How was he even standing? Why hadn’t she brought her phone with her?
“No!” he yelled, clamping his good hand around her wrist.
Nora jumped at his outburst. Her eyes widened, and pulse kicked up a notch.
“No,” he said quieter. “I…I don’t have insurance. Please, just help me get out of here. Give me a ride to a motel or something. What’s your name?”
Nora stared down at his fingers that still encircled her wrist. Tiny knicks marred his skin. As she continued to assess him, she saw a large gash along his cheekbone, and blood covered his yellow shirt and dark wash jeans. His left shoulder and arm were mangled, but she couldn’t tell if it was broken or dislocated.
Realizing he was still waiting for an answer to his question, she said, “Nora, Nora Jamison.”
“I’m Daniel McKinley. I think we should get out of here, Nora.” His eyes scanned the tree line to her right and she followed his gaze.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked. “I can call an ambulance—”
“No. Come on,” he snapped, hobbling forward and pulling her along with him.
Nora gaped as he stumbled to the passenger door and jerked it open. Yelling erupted from the trees, sending cold chills down her spine. Swallowing, she surveyed the brush. Her breath caught in her throat as three men emerged from the tree line, followed by a large white wolf. How is that even possible, she faltered, eyes transfixed on the large creature.
Nora flinched as the wolf howled and the three men bounded toward them. She took a few steps back, her feet faltering as her butt met her car. Pushing off the steel, she whirled around, and sprinted to the driver’s side door. A loud crackle rippled through the air, followed by a groan. Daniel slumped to the ground as his body contorted.
Horrified, Nora watched through the open door as his yellow shirt tore free from his body. Reddish-brown hair erupted onto his back. He positioned himself on his hands and knees seconds before his back jolted upwards. Another snap sounded, followed by a howl as he sprung forward.
Nora clamped a hand over her mouth as she watched the man become a wolf. She closed her eyes, and opened them again, still not believing. Yet, the wolf remained where the man had been. He lunged at the other wolf catching him mid air, and driving him to the ground.
A sob tore through her throat and she ripped her car door open. Sliding in, she was about to pull the door shut when an arm grabbed the handle, tearing it from her grasp. Warm, calloused, hands wrapped around her left forearm, and hauled her out of the vehicle. Her attacker yanked her into his firm body, holding her tight.
Frantic, Nora kicked her feet, struggling against the man in every which way, hoping to break free. Another man approached, easily dodging her swinging limbs.
“Get off me,” she screamed, throwing her head back as hard as she could. It hit something hard, and the man behind her grumbled obscenities. Lurching forward, she reeled back again, ignoring the pain slicing through her skull as it connected with the man. The assailant stumbled, his grip loosening ever so slightly. Unwilling to give up, Nora lifted her foot, and slammed her heel down. The man’s arms let go, and she ran forward, using her momentum, she ran straight for the other man. Raising her hands to her face, she swung her right leg instead, catching him off guard as she connected her foot with his manhood. The man cupped himself, and groaned, falling to his knees.
Her triumph was short lived as a strong grip wrapped around her torso. No! She bucked against her attacker to no avail.
“You’re going to pay for that you stupid, little, bitch,” the man rasped in her ear.
You’re a fighter, Nora, Fight!
Nora thrashed in his arms, but his hold was unforgiving. The man behind her stiffened, his fingers dug into her arms. Snapping her head up, she gasped as she watched the reddish-brown wolf tear into the man she’d kicked only moments ago. The man gurgled, sputtering as he coughed. Crimson poured from his mouth as his body trembled. The wolf growled and turned toward them.
“You don’t want to hurt her do you?” the man sneered as the reddish-brown wolf approached. “You’ll have to come through her to get to me.”
Nora whimpered, cringing away from the man as his hot breath blasted against her neck.
The wolf snarled, baring his massive, white, canines. Nora halted her movements, eyes transfixed on the wolf’s golden eyes. His head cocked to the side, watching her, then he lunged.
Nora shrieked as she was tossed to the side. Her hands rose up to protect her face, but it was too late. Nora’s forehead smacked against the edge of the door. Her vision clouded, then went black.
Daniel snapped his jaws as he dove at the man. Like a coward, the human threw the girl out of the way, and spun around to flee to the woods. Daniel grunted as he jumped, nails outstretched and tackled him to the ground. His jaws clamped around the man’s neck, and with one quick twist, the bones crunched.
With a grunt, he pulled back. His body throbbed and breaths came in unsteady, labored, pants. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath in and hobbled over ensuring that the three men and wolf were in fact dead. Satisfied, he sniffed at the young woman. The metallic stench of blood invaded his senses, and he whined as he inspected her. There was a laceration just above her eyebrow. He nuzzled her, relieved to see that her chest rose and fell evenly.
Daniel took a step back and lowered himself to the ground. Gritting his teeth, he whimpered as his broken body snapped, the bones realigning as he transformed. He stood up with a grimace, and stretched his stiff limbs.
Limping, he walked over to the closest man, and quickly removed his shoes and then tugged his jeans down. He was sure the young woman was going to have lots of questions when she awoke, and he assumed it would go a lot better if he were wearing pants. The last thing he wanted was to frighten her anymore than she already was. After he pulled the jeans on, he took the black tee off the man whose neck he had snapped. Setting the socks and shoes in the car, he carefully lifted the woman into his arms, and laid her across the back seat.
Daniel took a moment to look over the unconscious woman. Her copper hair fell in soft waves. Light freckles were sprinkled across her cheeks and nose. The scared amber eyes that had been alert only moments ago were now shut. Her breathing was even, and aside from a few red marks on her creamy skin, the only visible injury to her was the cut above her brow. She should be okay, he thought, at least he hoped she would be.
One way or another, she was involved in all of this now. It was his duty to keep her safe.
Happy Reading,
Review
Bethany Shaw is a sensational story teller. The words just simply come to her as her fingers flow over her keyboard…thus how each of her novels are created.
In 2013 Shaw released her debut novel Out of the Shadows. Which is Book 1 of the Werewolf Wars Series . This novel introduces the reader into the world of werewolves. It is the love story of Devon and Lark. Book 2, Into the Unknown is Gene’s love story (released January 2014). But all is not rosy. There are some bad guy wolves out there… who will win this war after all???
Well, we will have to just ‘Get our READ on’ and see…
Series Rating
5.0 Rosebuds of Writing Raves
This novel is takes the reader right into the novels themselves. One feels like they are right in the middle of the scenes taking place. Whether it be a day to day activity on the farm, working at the Cookie Jar, going up against the bad wolves, or even a fly on the wall when the Hero and Heroine have romantic rendezvous. Each novel picks up where the last leaves off, time frame of the story falls perfectly in place. Wolves are pack animals. Family is very important to them. When reading, the reader will gain a sense of how important this is to the Harris family. The Heroines are Brave, Intelligent, Independent women. The Heroes are Hot and Hunky as well as stopping at nothing to protect their family and love ones. Each chapter will capture the readers heart just a little more. These novels ado not only contain romance, but they also are filled with suspense. Each new chapter dealing with the warring pack is filled with twists and turns in this fight between good and evil…
3.0
With war comes loss. Yet, love and family bonds the Harris Pack so that they can get through the toughest and the happiest times. For some life and love begins, for others it ends…but they are never forgotten. Those you love will be in your heart forever…
5.0 Romance Rave
YES!!!! Some of the scenes between the Heroes and Heroines are pretty dang SEXY!!! Into the Unknown seemed to be a bit more on the sexy side in this reviewers opinion. Yet, there is more to physical love. There is trust, friendship, caring and wanting to protect the one your heart connects with. Romance in the series is emotional. With the war between the packs, is love enough to survive all that is happening to them? When the heart connects love blooms in a way that is tender and passionate. Just know that the Heroines can stand up for themselves. They are strong, smart and want to protect their men and family, just as much as the men want to protect them…
In Rockstar Daddy Jax and Kendal found each other again after four years and now that Jax knows about Finley he knows what he wants. Kendal has always been his and he will have Kendal back even if that means he has to fight for her in the middle of a nightclub.
Kendal knows that she loves Jax and after Jax told her he loved her she wants to tell him but she can’t. She doesn’t want to confuse Finley with everything but Jax is making it a little hard to ignore him.
Join Kendal and Jax to see if they can finally have their happiness inbetween the rock star lifestyle, paparazzi and ex partners.
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4 – romance + HEA
Over the years Kendal has blossomed into a beautiful, confidant woman, she oozes sex appeal and now that she has had a Rock Star’s baby, she has grown into a nurturing and protective mother. Only one thing is missing, the baby daddy, her light, her love, her dream and her family. They finally connect again and the visions she has of a complete family are coming to fruition.
“Could everyone really just forgive me like they are? I don’t forgive myself.” ~Kendal
The tenacity Jax continued to strive for has finally paid off in his success of building a famous rock band, DECOY. His dream has finally became a reality and now that his long lost love had finally reconnected with him, he finds even more than he thought possible. He has a son, a little rock-star mini-me, he struggles to overcome the pain and betrayal he feels for Kendal for keeping this secret and joy from his life for years.
“I’m so happy to find you Kendal. You gave me the best present a man could get. You and Finley are my life now.” ~Jax
4 hearts – lovers + friends = family
These two fight hard for their relationship and you clearly see the pain, confusion, and anxiety they each feel when thoughts of the past interrupt their family future. Kendal continues to feel guilty about her decision of keeping little Finley a secret from Jax. They took things slowly this time as they build a solid relationship.
Reading how Finley and Jax’s relationship grew, watching Finley wanting to emulate his dad, and watching Jax realizing that his dream of having his own little family becoming a reality is very emotional and touching.
“The way Finley looks at me makes me feel like I’m the best man in the world.” ~Jax
4 scorching lips – spicy reads
Oh yes, this little Yum-o-licious story has hit on all the hot spots in a fantastic erotic touch me, feel me, and love me read. The steamy little scenes were implemented in exactly the right places. The buildup the author gave them had me re-reading over and over.
“Yes, I can feel him alright. He’s making my whole body quiver as he plays me like his guitar.”
With every pump, slam and growl Jax brings my body closer to the edge.
We have spent every night together, we have enjoyed the bed, floor, wall and my shower very, very much.
In the end I found the Decoy Series a very satisfying read. This is the kind of Rocker – Romance I find I must need to add to my collection of an HEA erotic romance list.
Thank you T.K. Fisher! Can’t wait for Rockstar’s Angel and to see what’s happening in Tanya’s and Leo’s love affair.
Leila Marino’s biggest dream is to become a rock star. A lucky opportunity has her auditioning with an up & coming rock band named Devil’s Lair. The band hires Leila as their back-up singer, signing her up for months in the studio and touring on the road with the sexy bunch.
Jack is the quintessential rock star…gorgeous…sexy…a walking orgasm. Jack Lair is the lead singer of Devil’s Lair and his dreams are becoming reality as his band climbs the ladder of success. He’s living the perfect life, and enjoying every minute of it. With a steady stream of sexual conquests that satisfies his raging libido, he thinks he has all he needs in life…until Leila enters it.
Jack is not prepared for the sudden pull he feels towards Leila, and struggles daily to deny his attraction is anything more. Leila finds falling for her new boss is constant torment. Both convince themselves friendship is their only option.
An intimate moment causes their willpower to collapse, and their erotic love affair to begin. Finding love was a bonus that neither Jack nor Leila anticipated. As they begin their tour together professionally and personally, life couldn’t be any better for the couple. Until a mistake from Jack’s past threatens their new relationship, and their perfect future together.
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5 Rock-Star Roses – Romance
Starting this story I was immediately skeptical, I thought what am I doing reading another Rock-Star romance. Thank goodness I kept reading, this is not a typical run of the mill, trending Rock Star Love Story. This was an intense emotional build-up of friends becoming lovers. The commentary from the band members and friends were hilarious, sweet and charming enough to keep me burning through the chapters.
5 hearts – Friends becoming Lovers
The sexual angst between these two kept me enthralled, I desperately wanted these two to connect at once. I’m pleased that they did not immediately fall into bed with one another at first glance. Instead it was a slow build up of friendship and respect between one another, the ‘getting to know each other’, phase was smart, clever and witty.
Who would have thought Jack Lair a totally hawt hunk-a-rock-star would have smarts, I mean, a man-whore with a brain? Loved it!This talented and sexy artist thinks he has it all, groupies, parties, success… until he meets a little spitfire of a back-up singer that rocks him off his game.
Then we have sexy career minded Leila Marino, extremely talented in her vocal abilities and driven to succeed. Her one shot at stardom appears in the up and coming rock band, Devil’s Lair.She’s always had a little thing and a big old crush on his holy hawtness and prepares to defend her feelings while holding back her sex starved cravings.
5 – Mocca Chocolata YaYa Lips
This book had me licking my lips until they were chapped with all its sexual tension and the steamy, erotic love scenes had me squirming around in my seat. The emotional feelings this couple showed in every touch and kiss they shared was enough to have me dreaming of my own Mr. Sandman.
“You’re like a vampire. You glamour me. You’re like a drug to me, I can’t stay away from you.” ~ Leila
“You snore like a lumberjack and curse like a sailor. I think I fell in love.” ~Jack
All in all this was a fantastic read and I found the friendship to lovers buildup was very gratifying. In the end I found getting to know one another and building a solid foundation of respect is the only way to grow together and learn to love one another. Insta-Love in the real world might be possible but is just not realistic and frankly does not last. Instead we read about a kinship of friends building a refreshing tale of a love that last till the end of time.
Quote: Everyone should live his or her lives without regret.
Carly Jo Simon believed that Colton Weston was her future, but he shattered her heart into tiny pieces. Just like any little girl would, she assumed her daddy would always be by her side. Unbelievably, he turned his back on her when she needed him most, leaving her with no one in her life to turn to for support.
Without options, Carly runs away from the only home she’s ever known, leaving behind her heartache and the betrayal of the two men she loved most.
Seven years later, Carly reluctantly returns to Kentucky. Her daddy is dying of cancer and Colton is nothing like the boy she once loved and left. After her daddy passes, Carly must uproot her life in South Carolina and take control of Simon Coal Company, where she has no choice but face the pain of her past. Can Carly keep her secrets buried deep beneath the black Kentucky coal and her heart safe from the fiery Colton Weston?
Silla Webb is a Kentucky native, raised in the heart of the coal fields. A coal truck driver’s daughter, and a railroader’s wife, the coal fields own a special place in her heart.
She is a work at home, Super Momma to three rowdy boys, who keep her on her feet from daylight to sunset. As a pass time from her everyday life, Silla started a blog-Momma’s Secret Book Obsession, for reviewing romance novels. From there, she realized that not only did she have a natural love for reading and reviewing, but she found that lost love of writing that she once had as a young girl.
When she isn’t conquering the world as a wife, momma and Super Woman, Silla loves to lay on the front porch swing and read while sipping sweet tea, just passin’ the day away.
This reviewer gives the author a thumbs up for coming right out letting the reader know that the ending will be a cliff hanger. The story itself is incredible! I would have rated it a 4.0 if not for some of the grammar. For example, Rocky Road ice cream was spelled, Rocky Rode several times. Though I did enjoy that Webb wrote using Kentucky dialect, dropping the g on words like, mornin’, and ya for you. It really places the reader directly in the novel, in Kentucky, right in the middle of the action. This reviewer also is happy to see a new romance theme from all the rock stars, billionaires, and MC romance reads. The descriptions in the scenes show realism in how a coal mine runs, and how dangerous, dirty, and physical the job is. In reading, I began to wonder what a ‘Pinner’ was? So I even took time from reading the novel to do a little research.
Here is an article from a coal mining blog that provides a good understanding of what the Pinner’s job is underground in the mine. There are pictures on the Mantrip, and a couple of miners pinning and bolting . Showing just how physical, dangerous, and what space they have to move and work in.
From the first of the book to middle ways in the novel this reviewer had to have the tissue handy. The heroine, Carly Jo just does not have the best luck in life. At least at the part where we meet her, not long after high school graduation. Until then life had its ups and downs, but were more manageable. But readers you will see that Carly Jo is a strong independent woman who can look after herself, even if her temper sometimes gets the better of her. With that same temper leading her decisions, whether for good or bad…
4.0 Romance Rave
The characters have a lot of innuendo between and about one another, especially between Colton and Carly Jo.
Both Luke and Colton are Hot Hunks!!! It would be hard to choose between them…
Colton is very ALPHA, DOMINANT, and CONTROLLING!
The HEAT between Colton an Carly Jo will steam up your Kindle…
Looking Forward to the Rest of the Story…
P.S. Maybe Book 2 will include the Village Diner’s Peanut Butter Fudge Cheesecake… Sounds Yummy!!!
When life crashes down around us, how hard are we willing to fight for the one thing we can’t live without, each other?
Life is full of moments. Big moments. Little moments. And none of them are inconsequential. Every single moment prepares you for that one instance that defines your life. You must overcome all your fears, confront the demons that chase you, and cleanse the poison that clings to your soul or you risk the chance of losing everything.
Mine started the minute Rylee fell out of that damn storage closet. She made me feel. Made me whole when all I thought I could ever be was incomplete. Became the lifeline I never knew I needed. Hell yes, she’s worth the fight…but how do you fight for someone you know you don’t deserve?
Love is full of ups and downs. Heart stopping highs. Soul shattering lows. And none of them are insignificant. Love is a racecourse of unexpected twists and turns that must be negotiated. You have to break down walls, learn to trust, and heal from your past in order to win. But sometimes it’s the expected that’s the hardest to hold on to.
Colton has healed and completed me, stolen my heart, and made me realize our love’s not predictable nor perfect—it’s bent. And bent’s okay. But when outside factors put our relationship to the test, what lengths will I have to go to prove to him that he’s worth the fight?
Whoever said love is patient and love is kind, never met the two of us. We know our love is worth it—have acknowledged that we were meant to be—but when our pasts crash into our future, will the repercussions make us stronger or break us apart?
This is the third and final installment to the driven series and what an intense emotional roller-coaster of a ride. This book leaves off right where the second one ended with a WOW of a Son of a – Cliffhanger doozy. I felt everything very intensely, all the emotion, all the drama, all the angst, and all the love in every word written. This couple shows how the healing power of love stands the test of all times.
“Relationships aren’t easy. They’re hard and can be brutal at times… but those are the times you learn the most about yourself. And when they’re right, they can be like coming home… finding the rest of your soul…”
4 heart-throbbing forever hearts – couples in love.
Colton Donavan wakes up in the hospital after his near fatal crash in crippling pain and despair, his body isn’t functioning properly and his memories are few and far between, causing confusion in the edges of his subconscious and disjointed memories flicker through his mind.
Rylee is in near hysteria and numb from the soul from watching the horrific crash nearly take her lover, she is blaming herself for fighting and staying up late with him the night before the race. She is having flashbacks about her own near fatal accident that took her ex-fiancée, Max and her baby: her joy, and her hope.
Rylee nurses Colton back to life but it was not easy, she had the strength to fight, for him, for a relationship, for hope, for a future, for their love. Colton struggled to heal himself, he fought for her love, and in the end he healed her to.
4 emotional teardrops.
Throughout the emotional turmoil and gut-wrenching drama their family and friends were there for them and their support brought unbridled tears to my eyes. Beckett was a solid rock and the foundation of support for them throughout the story, always cheering them on, always pushing Colton to see more, feel more and be more for Rylee. Colton’s father Andy had me in tears with his paternal love and his words will be forever etched in my mind:
“The first time I saw him, he broke my heart and stole it all with one, single look.”
“Hurting is feeling and feeling is living, and isn’t it good to be alive?”
Colton finally opens up his vaulted secrets and lets all his nightmares come to fruition in his one chance at claiming and loving Rylee for his own. We finally see what kind of emotional scars impact his soul and creates such heavy baggage he must carry throughout his life. As he shares his past of atrocious acts with Rylee you can clearly see how amazing this heroine truly is. Smart, strong, perceptive, and very understanding to Colton’s every need. Sure they stumbled a bit or quite a lot, they were beaten down, built themselves back up and always, always fought for their love.
This is love. Me and him, making it work. One being strong when the other is weak. Thinking of the other first when they know their partner is going to feel pain.
Colton: “You are most definitely the fucking saint I don’t deserve.”
Rylee: “Every sinner needs a saint to balance them out.”
5 wham-bam, thank you, may I have another! scorching hot kisses – Hot-dele–icious sex scenes.
Wow this book did not scrimp on the scorching hot love scenes, they were emotional, sexy, mind-blowing, lip biting, and panty dropping Yum-O-scrumpcious! This author knows how to write a sex scene. They clearly connect the two characters with emotion in vivid detail. It was also a very integral part of the storyline and used to enhance the chemistry between them and show the healing power of love they portray to one another and it only made them better, stronger and united them in a long lasting love.
Quotes:
The only reason to kick a man like him out of bed would be to fuck him on the floor.
Never look down on a man unless he’s between your legs.
Never disturb a man when he’s eating at the Y.
In closing this was a fantastic finale full of angst, hope, healing, tears, laughter, friendship, family, and most of all LOVE. Colton and Rylee deserve their HEA and a love of all time. This series will go down in history as a romance hall of famer.
Title– Nights Embrace Series– Others of Seattle: Book 1 Author– Brandy L Rivers Genre– Adult Paranormal Romance Publication Date – April 2nd 2014 Length (Pages/# Words) – about 95k Publisher– Brandy L Rivers Cover Artist – Brandy L Rivers
BOOK SYNOPSIS– It all started with a song.
Roxana Nights was late to another gig, thanks to her first love, and drummer. It’s been years since she left Jordan, but he won’t let her go. Then she hears a voice that pulls her under a spell and changes her whole world.
Trevor Malone just moved to Seattle with his band. Music is his only passion, until he lays eyes on Roxana. He’s never felt anything as strong as the pull to her. Now he needs to find a way to introduce her to his world.
There’s only one problem. A rival clan won’t rest until they’ve taken Trevor’s down. Unwilling to let old grudges die, they target Roxy. Trevor will do anything to keep her safe.
Roxy will find that the world she writes is closer to reality than she ever imagined. She’ll also learn that not all monsters are evil, though some are ruthless.
Will love stay strong when the past comes out? Can they survive the centuries old vendetta?
She slipped past him, and onto the wings of the stage. Her gaze fell on Mr. Voice who was tall, dark and smokin’ hot.
Holy shit, I want to lick him.
Scuffed combat boots were laced up over black leather pants that clung to muscular thighs, and his black shirt molded to the most impressive set of abs she had ever seen. Roxy wanted to trace the ridges with her fingertips.
He turned, his voice dropping low as his eyes locked on hers. His words enveloped her. “… you’re the only one.”
Her heart paused a beat before slamming into her chest at a rapid pace. His full mouth lifted into a grin that spoke of confidence as he held her full attention. Entranced, she fell deep into his eyes and the world stopped.
Until a drumstick hit him in the head. He looked over his shoulder and shrugged sheepishly at his drummer before turning back to launch into the next verse.
Mikey gently shook her shoulder. “Hey, Rox, come on. We have to warm up.”
Her head bobbed in a nod at her brother, but she didn’t look over. She muttered, “Yeah, give me a minute,” or longer.
As if he heard, Mr. Voice glanced over and winked at her before the next song started. “Blinded by beauty, falling at first sight, head over heels…” There was raw passion in his voice, and she couldn’t help wishing he was singing about her.
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AUTHOR BIO:
My name is Brandy L Rivers. I’m a wife and mother of three with an overactive imagination. I’ve been obsessed with monsters and magic for pretty much ever. I decided to write the stories that keep me awake at night.
4 out of 5 read-ologists recommend this WordPress.com site. ups and downs of writer's insanity and day to day life. I will write whatever makes the voices happy, for a writer that ignores her inner voices is merely a mental breakdown waiting to happen. Keeping the voices happy and creating new worlds for them to play in is my main goal.
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