Tuesday, March 17, 2015

One More Chapter!

Been plugging away and I'm finally down to one chapter left for Dark Menace MC. Once I type 'The End' there will be a cover reveal. Just wait until you see it, I think it's fabulous! I thought you might like to read an unedited excerpt.

You met Rachel and Stone in Wild Marauders MC. Though there is a brief connection between the two clubs, both books are stand alone romance stories with HEA endings.

Blurb - Rachel offers herself to Stone as collateral for her family's debt, and becomes the target of a rival motorcycle club, the Red Devils. Wildman wants her, but so does Stone, and he’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.

Unedited excerpt - Rachel's POV

I sucked in deep breaths because if I didn’t I was going to be sick, but I couldn’t stop the tears. I had fucked up everything. “I was trying to do the right thing.” My voice was low and raspy but I knew Stone had heard me. “I—”, what did it matter? I could see in his eyes that he’d made up his mind to hate me.

“I’m done with you.” For the first time he included his brothers in the room. “This woman belongs to the club now.” There was a murmur of shocked comments throughout the bar. My knees nearly gave way and I reached for the back of the nearest chair for support. “Rachel and her sister will work off their debt as fucking sweetbutts.” Some of the men cheered and clapped.

“Stone,” Max drew Stone’s attention back to him. “Don’t do this, brother. You can’t undo once it’s done. Giving her to the men—”

“You want her, brother?” Stone snarled.

“I’ll take the bitch!” someone yelled out laughing. I didn’t recognize him. The only bikers I was familiar with were Stone’s officers. The others were just faces in a sea of black tee-shirts, cuts and jeans. “She’s got nice tits.”

“Stone,” Max said again, shaking his head. “Think about this prez. If the woman means anything to you—”

I stared at Stone, willing him to answer. Did I mean anything to him? Our eyes locked but the coldness in his never changed.

“She was a good fuck.”

His words cut through me like a knife, and I started to feel cold inside. I guess that said it all. All he’d wanted me for was sex. Well, at least I’d been good at it. How could I have fallen in love with a man like him? Maybe it wasn’t love, maybe it was just infatuation. I’d never been in love before so I really didn’t know what it felt like.

Except that I did.

And he was standing in front of me, giving me up, giving his men the okay to take me to their beds. I wanted to beg him not to do this. I’d find another way to pay back Ronald’s debt, but I wasn’t going to become a fuck toy for his club. I was beginning to feel numb. I’m sure I was in some kind of shock.

“I’ll claim Rachel, then,” Max said smiling. “Been looking for a good fuck, someone who hasn’t been with all the other brothers.” He grabbed the front of his pants. “She can continue working the bar when she’s not working me.”

What? I could only stand and watch as Stone and Max went back and forth. Max had never shown any interest in me before now. Without warning he stepped closer to me and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me against him. I kept my eyes on Stone. The only thing that showed he might be having a problem with Max handling me was the tightening of his jaw.

“It’s done, then. Pack up her shit and move it out of my room.” He stared at me the whole time he spoke. Damn him. I think at that second I hated him. I refused to break down in front of him again, wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was killing me inside.

I felt Max’s hand move from my waist, and forced myself to remain still, even when he palmed my breast and gave it a squeeze. Stone’s gaze dropped there briefly, something dangerous flashed in his eyes.

“I hate you for this,” I said softly, drawing his gaze back up to mine.

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