Monday, October 27, 2014


Whew! Wild Marauders MC is finally done folks, and I have a tentative release date of 1/15/2015. This story turned into a lot more than I anticipated. I didn't really go into it with a word count in mind but it turned into a full length book. It's in my editor hands now. Cover reveal coming soon. It's hot ladies!

Blurb -
When a prospect kidnaps Kat thinking she's a doctor, Kat finds herself under the protection of the club's president. Lynch likes Kat's spunk and full curves but when she steals his Harley to escape he has no choice but to follow club rules and deal out punishment. Tempers erupt between them, passions explode, and punishment becomes the sweetest ecstasy!

Unedited teaser - Kat's POV

“I hope you’re going to be a good little girl until I sort this shit out.”

I stiffened. I was anything but little. Sure, I was short, which made for a fuller figure than I would have liked. At twenty-seven I was used to it now, until someone brought attention to it by making a comment. In the old days I'd run away to cry in a corner somewhere when the skinnier girls, like the stuck-up cheerleaders I'd gone to school with, had called me fat. These days reference to my full figure didn’t bother me. It was the “good little girl,” part that fired me up, and if I was going to be honest, my unwanted attraction to him.

I tossed my long hair over my shoulder. “Then maybe you’d better take me home now and save yourself some grief. I’ve never been a good little girl, and I don’t intend to make things easy for you.” It was a threat and we both knew it. They were only words, empty meaningless words that I knew deep down I couldn’t possibly back up. The only thing I had going for me was my smart mouth, brains, and a nature that wouldn’t let me give in without a fight.

The slightest curve of his sensuous mouth didn’t fool me into thinking he found my comment funny. His gaze zeroed in on my boobs and I felt an immediate and unwelcome response to my nipples. Traitors! If that wasn't bad enough, something warm and wet flowed from my core to my panties. Fuck!

“I’m not afraid of you,” I said, drawing his attention back to my eyes. I was only afraid of what he made me feel. I couldn't understand where it was coming from but I had a feeling he had this affect on every woman.

The corners of his mouth turned up even more. “Don’t piss me off,” he said in a deep, even tone. “Or you’ll find out what I’m capable of, and I promise you, you won’t like it.”

Another threat? “I’m sure you’re very skilled in all kinds of violence against women.”

He remained quiet for a moment, and I felt a moment of unease. “I’m also very skilled in all kinds of different ways to fuck a woman.”


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