Friday, November 24, 2017

The Final Ride of Black Rebel Riders' MC

A day I  was never sure would come is almost here. The final installment of The Black Rebel Riders' MC Saga will be November 28th 2017. I chose the date because it is my son's birthday and nearly marks when I first began writing  Baby's story. Yeah, her book was supposed to be book 1 of the series but Grim had  a story tell and well, if you know Grim, there is really no denying him.

It has been one hell of a ride. Thank you for embracing my foul-mouthed bikers and supporting our journey. Writing the end was bittersweet. My rebels are my best friends,  they have been such a large part of my life these past four years. While I am sad to see their adventure come to an end, it was time to let them go. But, don't be too sad, I do have plans of spin-offs that will take place in the world of BRRMC.
Book 10 The Devil's Rebel is available for Pre-order
One of the first lessons we learn in life is never to take rides from strangers. Sara always thought she was smart and would never become a statistic. However, when she meets a cute, older guy at a basketball game she has no idea that he is a member of the Devils Rejects and a sworn enemy of her family. Taken in by his southern charm and good looks, she takes a chance. A chance that could be a grave mistake for the daughter of a Black Rebel Rider.

As brother-in-law of the President of the Devils Rejects, Danny has no choice but to do as he is told. In this life the only way you are leaving is in a body bag. You can either ride or you can die. When Marek demands he bring him the daughter of a Black Rebel he follows his orders like a good brother should. Only he grabs the wrong girl. He may be falling in love with his captive, but loving her could be his end.

Grim thought he had laid the ghost of Gypsy Red to rest and let that part of himself go once and for all. However, a deathbed confession rips the old wound wide open leaving him questioning the past forty years.

The Black Rebel Riders’ MC Saga continues. This time when an enemy goes too far it means war and no one is safe.


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Saturday, October 21, 2017

The Devil's Rebel Blurb Reveal

Who is excited for the Black Rebel Riders' MC saga to continue?
 I know I have been saying The Diary of Gypsy Red would be book 10 but if you know my Rebels they have their own ideas of what should happen and when. The diary will be a part of The Devil's Rebel so don't worry Gypsy Red will be sharing some of her secrets with you.
I am super excited to share the blurb for BRRMC book 10 with you. I am sure you are wondering when this book will release and I can't give you a date yet. I hate committing to dates because my characters only work with me on their terms. I wish it were the other way around, I truly do but I have to do what the voices tell me to. And well Sara has a lot of her mom's sass and she may have threatened to stab me in the tit if I didn't get her story in the works.
*Drum Roll Please*

The Devil's Rebel 
Black Rebel Riders' MC 
Book 10
Glenna Maynard 


One of the first lessons we learn in life is never to take rides from strangers. Sara always thought she was smart and would never become a statistic. However, when she meets a cute, older guy at a basketball game she has no idea that he is a member of the Devils Rejects and a sworn enemy of her family. Taken in by his southern charm and good looks, she takes a chance. A chance that could be a grave mistake for the daughter of a Black Rebel Rider.

As brother-in-law of the President of the Devils Rejects, Danny has no choice but to do as he is told. In this life the only way you are leaving is in a body bag. You can either ride or you can die. When Marek demands he bring him the daughter of a Black Rebel he follows his orders like a good brother should. Only he grabs the wrong girl. He may be falling in love with his captive, but loving her could be his end.

Grim thought he had laid the ghost of Gypsy Red to rest and let that part of himself go once and for all. However, a deathbed confession rips the old wound wide open leaving him questioning the past forty years.


The Black Rebel Riders’ MC Saga continues. This time when an enemy goes too far it means war and no one is safe. Are you ready to ride? 

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Fighting Dirty Series


The Fighting Dirty Series - previously known as The Masquerade Series and The Blackened Heart and Wicked Heart books have undergone rewrites and cover/title changes. Dirty Rules will be the third re-release and the longest book of the series. These are a series of standalone titles that can be read alone or in any order. Every book focuses on a new couple who isn't afraid to fight dirty to get what they want (their HEA). Dirty Rules is still in the rewrite stage but I hope to have it in your hands soon. This book is the most special to me as it was the first book I ever wrote back in 2012.  I pulled the original version from sale a few years ago as I have grown so much since then. I am loving diving back into Grace and Jax's world.

Dirty Love - books2read.com/u/3kZ1qN
Dirty Truth - books2read.com/u/bMGA2G



Monday, August 7, 2017

The Diary of Gypsy Red

Unedited and subject to change (C) 2014 Glenna Maynard all rights reserved. 
The Diary of Gypsy Red 
Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 10




My name is Kara Marie, better known to most as Gypsy Red. They say a dead woman can’t talk, but I beg to differ. A woman’s heart holds an ocean of secrets. I suppose I can share some of mine. This is my story—this is the diary of Gypsy Red… Do you dare to take a peek inside, to read the secrets that I keep?



1

Dear Diary,
I give these thoughts and memories to you. I give them to you to take my nightmares away. These are my secrets. My demons. My words I need to bleed out of me, before I go to my grave. I keep dreaming of dying. Death has stalked me since I was just a girl. Let’s start at the beginning. Well, as far back as I can recollect.
 “Daddy, do all little girls have a daddy as good as you?” I look up into the eyes that match my own in color. Smooth as whiskey, I had heard my momma call them once. They look so tired. No longer holding the vibrancy of his youth.
 He touched my cheek. His palms were soft but his fingers were rough. “Sweet pea. In a perfect world, all girls would have a dad like me, but we live in an imperfect world. We live around chaos, darkness, and despair.”  He kisses my cheek and pries my fingers from his large blood-stained hand.
“I don’t want you to go, daddy. You are the bestest daddy in the whole wide world, and if you go…who will chase the bad guys away?”
He sweeps his thumbs over my cheeks wiping away my tears replacing them with streaks of blood. The blood of my mother. Or was it mine or his. I can’t remember why there was so much blood.
Where am I?
Where is he going?
Why is he leaving me here?
“Go to sleep, Kara. When you awake, none of this will no longer matter. Daddy loves you, sweet pea…”
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The sound of the beating of my heart on the monitor was the only sound. A single tear slipped down my cheek. A nurse came in and injected something to my IV. Once the medicine hit my veins, a slow burn crept up my arm.
“This will help with the pain. You need rest.” She came closer to my bed and tucking me in tight as a mother would do.
Shame I never have known what that is like. To have a good mother.
My own mother hated me. She tried to kill me when I was five. She said I was bad luck and that the only way to save me from myself was through death. My daddy—he disagreed, she paid the price. The night my mother tried to kill me father murdered her before my five year old eyes. My daddy was my hero. He was my blood stained knight.
And my daddy is gone, my hero, the only one who I could count on to save me, to protect me. He died a few years later in a car wreck. I should have died, but somehow, I made it with only a broken arm, a concussion, and some bruising to my face and chest from the impact of the air bag.
I drifted back into a torturous sleep where my memories haunted me…where they have always tormented me.
“It’s sick, the way you fuss over her. It isn’t normal. You’re her father. I’m your wife. I should be number one in your eyes.” I heard my mother’s shrill voice as I tossed and turned…
I woke to my neighbor; she seemed like such a nice person. Her husband was an associate of my father. However, my eyes quickly fluttered shut once more.
The memories come in pieces. Sometimes, I wonder if they really happened or of I dreamed them. 
“Kara, meet Winston, his family just moved in next door.” I looked up from where I was coloring in my Scooby Doo coloring book on the front porch. There was a young boy standing at the edge of the porch grinning at me. He had brown hair and when he opened his mouth there was a huge gap between his teeth; it made me laugh.
“Do you wanna’ color with me?” I offered. I didn’t have many friends, kids in the neighborhood all thought I was weird and we moved a lot, so I didn’t try too hard to make friends. My daddy called us gypsies—he said I was his Gypsy Red cause of my red hair and all. 
“Sure.” He climbed up on the porch sitting cross-legged across from me. My dad patted my head telling me to be nice, before going inside with our new neighbors.
 I held out my box of crayons.  He took the black and the red and drawing blood coming out of the kitten’s mouth in my other book. Blood freaked me out. Ever since my mom… I tensed up and a single tear trickled down my face.
The boy took his thumb and brushed my tear away.  “Don’t cry, Kara, you and I are going to be best friends,” Winston said like I was special.
My daddy always said I was special.
Winston Rush became my best friend, my only friend…he wouldn’t have it any other way and I was too scared of him not to be his. He was always doing stuff that he dared me to tell anyone about.
The memories are still fresh…the wounds still bleed. All of these thoughts, they swirl inside my head, making me beg to be dead. 

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Black Rebel Riders' MC Update

So I did a thing after some serious thought. I have given the ebook versions of BRRMC a new look, and before you ask why- my reason is because it is a business decision. The other covers will still be available in paperback and at this time I have no plans of changing them- they will continue in the original design they have now. So I will get right to it and show off the new covers below. These changes have not went into effect yet but will change over the next week. If you missed it in my newsletter, I have announced books 10 & 11 of the series (The Diary of Gypsy Red & The Devil's Rebel). At this time, book 11 may be the last rebel book, but I won't say that it is the last of them because they will appear in  The Born Sinners series and the Devil's Reject when it releases. I will know more about the future of the BRRMC once those books are closer to being complete. Rebel has a few kids with stories to tell so we shall see how it goes. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the covers.