Monday, December 17, 2018
Devils Rejects MC has a new look!
We all know I have a cover addiction. As much as I love the originals, which will remain the paperback covers at this time, (I know some of you are still collecting your sets) I had to go with my instincts and update the ebook covers. The stories haven't changed but they do have a fresh look that I think really suits the series better. So *insert drum roll*
Saturday, December 1, 2018
Christmas Reads!
It’s the most
wonderful time of the year! Christmas reads to add to your list are here.
I haven’t read a lot
of these yet, but I thought they all sound like a good read and plan to be reading
them soon! Happy reading.
Anthologies
Single Author
Kindle Unlimited
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Throw Away That List of Don'ts
I may lose friends for this post but as I sit here drinking a Dr. Pepper at six in the morning I am asking myself are those the friends I want to surround myself with? Probably not. Who am I talking about? The know it all judgmental assholes who think they are the end all be all of writing and publishing. I have been guilty of doing it myself at times. I judge books based on their covers. I love covers. They are my first impression of a book. It doesn't make me a bad person, just an honest one.
Am I talking about one individual no I am talking about hundreds of people. There is nothing wrong with having an opinion. There is nothing wrong with voicing your opinion, you don't have to agree with me to be my friend. I will repeat you don't have to agree with me to be my friend. All I ask is you show me the same respect I give you.
What am I even talking about you ask? Every single day that I get on my social media accounts I see people telling others what not to do when it comes to writing and releasing a book. Sure there is some great advice. Like don't steal images off Google and Pinterest and try to use them as your own. Copyright is important but that is not what this post is about.
Let's talk about craft and voice. I see the comments in almost every writer group I am in: I won't touch a book written in first person present tense and I laugh when I see those comments because, I write first person present, but I also write in first past and third. You know why? Because some stories demand to be written in a certain tense or point of view. I don't earn the big dollars but I do earn a living and support a family of four with my writing. It isn't easy and I work harder than I ever have in my life because I am getting to do what I love. Write your story however it speaks to you.
Don't use improper grammar.
Don't use that name.
Don't write cliffhangers.
Don't design in PicMonkey.
Don't format in Word.
Why the fuck not? Again, why the fuck not?
Grammar rules were meant to be broken. The key is to know the rules and when to break them. When I first began writing I was terrible. I unpublished my first seven book because the stories while they were enjoyable they were not well written. I now think of them as practice books. They are not what I want to be reader's first impressions of me but at the same time those books are great example of how far I have come and how much I have grown as a writer.
Character names. Unless you are trying to use the name Harry Potter or something else that is trademark protected you are good to go. I'm not saying go out and name your hero Kellan Kyle or Christian Grey but if you want to name him Kellan Grey do it up. Hmm...I kinda like that...anyway back on track to what I am going on about.
Cover design. If you can hire a professional cover artist fantastic, if not it is not the end of the world. Photoshop is the number one graphic design program, but let's be real it is hella hard to learn if you are not familiar with it. Using an alternative program like PicMonkey does not mean your cover is awful despite what others may say. PicMonkey is user friendly. There are other programs out there like Gimp that are okay too. Just make sure that you are saving a high resolution photo. I make sure mine are 300 dpi for print quality. I have used all three. Yes, I design my covers. I love doing it. I think they look fantastic and they get compliments all the time. Again, I support my family of four and some of my bestselling books have a cover that had some design elements done on PicMonkey. I often flip between it and Photoshop depending on what I am doing. Fight me.
Vellum, I am sure is a great program. I haven't used it because I am a PC girl. I love my desktop. I have used Microsoft Word to format every book I have written both in paperback and ebook form. I also use my word docx. to upload to retailers. They convert the file to an epub, mobi, or pdf for me and I use Calibre if I need to make a certain file type myself. It is a fantastic and free to use program. I am not saying one is better than the other. You can also use Scrivener too.
Take that don't list people keep shoving down your throat and smash the shit out of it. Write what you want to write how you want to. My dont's are simple.
Don't be a dick.
Don't steal.
Don't let critics dictate how you create your art.
I am sure I have more but get out there and write for you or to show all those don't people you smashed the shit out of their list.
Be happy. Life is short. Surround yourself with good people who will give you good advice but also lift you up with encouragement.
Am I talking about one individual no I am talking about hundreds of people. There is nothing wrong with having an opinion. There is nothing wrong with voicing your opinion, you don't have to agree with me to be my friend. I will repeat you don't have to agree with me to be my friend. All I ask is you show me the same respect I give you.
What am I even talking about you ask? Every single day that I get on my social media accounts I see people telling others what not to do when it comes to writing and releasing a book. Sure there is some great advice. Like don't steal images off Google and Pinterest and try to use them as your own. Copyright is important but that is not what this post is about.
Let's talk about craft and voice. I see the comments in almost every writer group I am in: I won't touch a book written in first person present tense and I laugh when I see those comments because, I write first person present, but I also write in first past and third. You know why? Because some stories demand to be written in a certain tense or point of view. I don't earn the big dollars but I do earn a living and support a family of four with my writing. It isn't easy and I work harder than I ever have in my life because I am getting to do what I love. Write your story however it speaks to you.
Don't use improper grammar.
Don't use that name.
Don't write cliffhangers.
Don't design in PicMonkey.
Don't format in Word.
Why the fuck not? Again, why the fuck not?
Grammar rules were meant to be broken. The key is to know the rules and when to break them. When I first began writing I was terrible. I unpublished my first seven book because the stories while they were enjoyable they were not well written. I now think of them as practice books. They are not what I want to be reader's first impressions of me but at the same time those books are great example of how far I have come and how much I have grown as a writer.
Character names. Unless you are trying to use the name Harry Potter or something else that is trademark protected you are good to go. I'm not saying go out and name your hero Kellan Kyle or Christian Grey but if you want to name him Kellan Grey do it up. Hmm...I kinda like that...anyway back on track to what I am going on about.
Cover design. If you can hire a professional cover artist fantastic, if not it is not the end of the world. Photoshop is the number one graphic design program, but let's be real it is hella hard to learn if you are not familiar with it. Using an alternative program like PicMonkey does not mean your cover is awful despite what others may say. PicMonkey is user friendly. There are other programs out there like Gimp that are okay too. Just make sure that you are saving a high resolution photo. I make sure mine are 300 dpi for print quality. I have used all three. Yes, I design my covers. I love doing it. I think they look fantastic and they get compliments all the time. Again, I support my family of four and some of my bestselling books have a cover that had some design elements done on PicMonkey. I often flip between it and Photoshop depending on what I am doing. Fight me.
Vellum, I am sure is a great program. I haven't used it because I am a PC girl. I love my desktop. I have used Microsoft Word to format every book I have written both in paperback and ebook form. I also use my word docx. to upload to retailers. They convert the file to an epub, mobi, or pdf for me and I use Calibre if I need to make a certain file type myself. It is a fantastic and free to use program. I am not saying one is better than the other. You can also use Scrivener too.
Take that don't list people keep shoving down your throat and smash the shit out of it. Write what you want to write how you want to. My dont's are simple.
Don't be a dick.
Don't steal.
Don't let critics dictate how you create your art.
I am sure I have more but get out there and write for you or to show all those don't people you smashed the shit out of their list.
Be happy. Life is short. Surround yourself with good people who will give you good advice but also lift you up with encouragement.
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Uno's Truth is live Devils Rejects MC 5
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Wednesday, October 3, 2018
Uno's Truth Devils Rejects MC 5 Cover and Blurb Reveal
Coming Soon!
Uno's Truth
Book 5 Devils Rejects MC
Will the truth set him free?
Uno
The past is a bitch to escape. No matter how hard I
try to move forward, I wind up taking two steps back. The memories that haunt
me…the secrets that hang over my head…if revealed could put me straight in the
ground. All I want is a family of my own but the things I’ve done can’t be forgiven.
Stephanie
Revenge, that was our agreement. I married a man I shouldn’t
have with a heavy heart. We both made promises we can’t keep. The lies we’ve
told and the games we’ve played are deadly. I want out, but I know too much. Neither
of us are getting out of this deal alive. It’s either him or me and I choose
me.
Melissa
I fell in love with a monster and came to Webb Hollow looking
for a new beginning. I can see a future with Uno. It’s mine for the taking, all
I have to do is say yes to being his woman on the side. I’ve been the other woman
before. I loved, and I lost. This time will be different.
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Thursday, September 20, 2018
Crashing Into You Cover, Blurb, & Excerpt Reveal
Coming soon to an e-reader near you!
I am so excited to announce my upcoming release co-written with Allie Faye.
Who is Allie Faye, well she's me. Confused yet? I have been in the process of separating my dark romance and contemporary titles since this past summer. I have announced the change a few times but some of you have missed it. I also have readers who don't follow me on social media so adding my Glenna name onto an Allie Faye title gives them a chance to find my Allie books that they might not know about. All my readers win this way, getting another fabulous book written by me.
I am so excited to announce my upcoming release co-written with Allie Faye.
Who is Allie Faye, well she's me. Confused yet? I have been in the process of separating my dark romance and contemporary titles since this past summer. I have announced the change a few times but some of you have missed it. I also have readers who don't follow me on social media so adding my Glenna name onto an Allie Faye title gives them a chance to find my Allie books that they might not know about. All my readers win this way, getting another fabulous book written by me.
Crashing Into you
When June and her
nightmare of a boyfriend get into an altercation she acts to defend herself,
resulting in his untimely demise.
Scared out of her mind
when the drug dealer he works for comes to collect the money he is owed she does
the only thing she can—run.
Hiding in a small coastal
town, the last thing she expects is to move next door to a good-looking sheriff’s
deputy.
The longer she stays the
more her lies begin to pile up and her relationship with her new neighbor heats
up. The unexpected life she is building is about to come crashing down. When June’s
past comes back to haunt her will the hunk next door be there to catch her when
she falls?
Excerpt
The loud bass of my
boyfriend’s truck stereo thumps under the carport as he pulls in and parks. The
music cuts off with the engine. I hurry to put his dinner plate on the kitchen
table as I hear his driver’s side door slamming shut with more force then
necessary.
I jump as the back door
swings open. One look at him and I know he’s drunk or high. Probably both. His brown
eyes are rimmed with red and he has this lean to his walk. The scar above his top
lip looks pink and angry as his mouth screws into a snarl. A dirty blackened hand
runs through his greasy hair after working at the junkyard all day stripping
wrecked cars of their good parts.
He moves to the fridge
and takes out a beer, popping the cap off. Chugging the Miller Lite pony in
three gulps he then tosses the drained bottle in the nearby trash.
“I made you pork chops.”
My voice comes out in a squeak. I never know which way his mood will go.
Sitting down at the table
he picks up his fork and knife cutting into his meat. After chewing half a bite,
he spits it out onto my freshly mopped floor. “Shit is fuckin’ dry just like your
pussy.”
His insults don’t hurt me
anymore. They did at first but not now. I stay quiet and taking away, the rose
colored chipped plate dumping it food and all into the sink. I don’t know why I
even try anymore. There hasn’t been anything left worth fighting for between us
for nearly two years now. Dating the bad boy was fine when I was in high school.
I did it to piss my old man off, but now the shit Chris is into is no longer
cool. He’s not the guy I fell for. Addiction has an ugly hold on him and it is
never letting go.
The chair scrapes across the
floor as he pushes it back. I busy myself with getting him another beer. Feeding
the beast. The monster who now lives inside him. He accepts my peace offering and
goes to the bathroom. I let out a breath when the door shuts behind him and the
shower kicks on.
I would leave him if I
could. My father kicked me out when I became pregnant at seventeen. I thought
Chris was my white knight when he moved me in with him. I was so wrong about him.
I was wrong about everything. My hand goes to my stomach remembering how happy
he seemed when I told him the news of our baby.
Then one day he got mad
at me for no reason and accused me of trying to trap him. I should have seen
the signs back then. There were warning signs. I chose to ignore them. I was
determined to prove my father wrong and show him that Chris did love me. We
were going to make it and be more than another teen parent statistic.
The shower shuts off and
his cell phone rings. I hadn’t noticed it laying on the counter. I look at the
screen. It’s his buddy, Flip, the guy he deals for. Chris marches into the
kitchen with a towel slung low on his waist. The sight used to make my heart
skip a beat now it only makes me sad. He’s skinny—unhealthy in appearance and no
longer the muscular tough guy.
He grabs his phone and
answers the call.
“Lo…yeah. Yeah. I got it.
I just got out of the shower. Give me fifteen minutes.” He goes back to the bedroom, and I lean against
the kitchen counter taking deep breaths, trying not to cry as I remember the girl
I used to be. The life I thought I should have. The life I imagined Chris would
give me.
The bedroom door slams shut,
and he stomps through the narrow hall, his eyes trained on me. I wish I could
shrink or melt away as his gaze burns through me.
“Where did you hide my
shit, you dumb bitch,” Chris roars at me, raising his fist in the air ready to
strike.
“I don’t know what you
are talking about.” I hold my arms up, folding them over my head for protection
as he towers over me.
“Don’t lie to me, June. I
know you took it.” I shake my head, but it only makes him angrier as his brows
furrow. A crease forms across his forehead as he grabs both my wrists with one hand
and yanks me by the hair with the other. “Just tell me what you did with my stash and I
swear I’ll let you go,” he seethes tugging me up by my hair. My scalp tightens
and burns as he pulls so hard that he rips the blonde strands out.
“Please, Chris. Let me
go. I swear I don’t know what you are talking about,” I cry and plead to deaf
ears.
His response is to slam
my head down on the green formica counter top. Pain radiates in my left ear as
he holds me still. “I’m not playing, cunt. I want what’s mine,” he growls in my
ear like a drooling beast and smacks his hand down next to my head.
I squeeze my eyes shut terrified
for what will come next. “I swear to you if I knew where it was I would give it
to you. Have you checked all your usual spots?”
His grip on my wrists
loosens. I take that as a no he hasn’t looked.
He does this at least once a month. He hides his stash, so he doesn’t do up all
of his product. The only problem with his method is he gets messed up and
forgets what did with his drugs—use them himself.
Letting me go, he storms
through our mobile home, and starts trashing the place. I stay where I am in
the kitchen not taking the chance of getting in his path or setting him off
again. Rubbing the tender spot on my scalp where he ripped my hair out I try to
silence the sobs threatening to tear from my throat.
The couch is turned up
and the cushions strewn around in the small room. His fist goes through the
mirror and blood squirts from his knuckles as he comes at me again. “I need
that dope, June. I owe Flip a lot of money for it. If I don’t get it to him who
do you think he’ll come after for payment.” His bloody fingers stroke my cheek
and I shudder trying to shut my mind down from the bad memories, but they are
all I have left.
Our baby would be a two
and a half by now, but Chris got into debt with Flip and I paid the price. No,
my child paid the price with his life. He beat me so severely I lost our child.
Chris had blamed me. Said I took the drugs and we didn’t have any money to pay him.
Anger courses through my
veins as his beer stenched breath blows in my face reeking like an old ashtray
as well. His fingers move to my throat and he squeezes. My eyes widen as his
grip tightens. Part of me hoping that this is it—the day he finally kills me
and ends my misery.
“Look at me.” A dark
laugh bubbles from his throat as I gasp for air and pull on his hand desperate
for a breath. “That’s it fight me you dumb cunt.”
I don’t know what comes
over me but the feeling of being tired and ready to give up dissipates as I
think about the child he cost me. The happiness he stole from me. I want my
life back, the one he robbed me of living. An eerie feeling creeps up on me and
I know one of us isn’t leaving here alive. I pray that it isn’t me, but if it
is I’ve made my peace. I put my hand on the counter, looking for a weapon. I
mange to open a drawer and when I feel a blade slice my finger I don’t think I just
grab it and defend myself.
I thrust my hand forward
with my eyes closed not knowing if I will meet anything but air until I feel
the cotton fabric of his shirt rubbing against me and the warmth of his blood
coating my hand.
I open my eyes as shock
masks his face and his fingers leave my throat. He looks at me and then the
area where I stabbed him in his upper right side. “You fucking stabbed me,” he chokes out as he
grabs the handle of the knife and pulls it out.
I scoot away from him
inching toward the back door. He points the knife blade at me. “Oh, you bitch. Nothing
would give me greater pleasure.” A devilish smirk stretches across his face as
he lunges forward. I grab the skillet from the stove, it’s still full of warm
grease and three other pieces of meat, and I swing.
The moment moves in slow
motion, like a TKO in a boxing match when the opponent’s mouth goes sideways
before the rest of their head. The pan connects with his face and he goes down
hard, knocking his head on the kitchen table before he meets the floor. The
knife falls from his hand and slides under the stove.
Gripping the edge of the
sink I tap him with my foot, but he doesn’t respond. Bile rises in my throat as I look down at him
sprawled in the floor laying like he is waiting to be traced in a chalk
outline.
My hand flies to my mouth
as hot tears slide down my cheeks. What have I done? Oh God, what have I done?
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Are you ready to ride?
BRRMC will ride again.
You thought our story was over but that was only the
beginning.
When my older brother went to jail I stepped up
to fill his shoes. I held his club down. I did what I had to do to keep his growing
family safe. I held Ainsley’s hand when he was sentenced. I held her hand when she
brought my nephew into this world. I am still holding her hand when Axel
returns to claim what should be his. There is only one problem, I don’t want to
give him his life back. I’ve taken it and made it my own. – Abel
More information to release soon.
Friday, July 20, 2018
All the things!
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Thursday, June 28, 2018
Cupid's Arrow Devils Rejects MC book 4
Coming soon!
She’s a clubwhore not a housewife, but the heart wants what it wants, and he wants her.
MaryAnn
Men use me up and toss me aside. I’m a clubwhore—easily disposable. Most have never given me a second thought until Cupid. He says he’s going to claim me, but I know the score. Women like me don’t get happily ever afters we get happily for nows.
Cupid
She’s a whore. A nobody in the eyes of many. In mine—MaryAnn is better than them all. She thinks she knows me, but I have secrets that haunt me. She thinks she can save me, but I am beyond redemption. I should let her go but I can’t. I’ve claimed her body and now I’ll claim her heart.
Cupid's Arrow
She’s a clubwhore not a housewife, but the heart wants what it wants, and he wants her.
MaryAnn
Men use me up and toss me aside. I’m a clubwhore—easily disposable. Most have never given me a second thought until Cupid. He says he’s going to claim me, but I know the score. Women like me don’t get happily ever afters we get happily for nows.
Cupid
She’s a whore. A nobody in the eyes of many. In mine—MaryAnn is better than them all. She thinks she knows me, but I have secrets that haunt me. She thinks she can save me, but I am beyond redemption. I should let her go but I can’t. I’ve claimed her body and now I’ll claim her heart.
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Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Big News!
Black Rebel Riders' MC is now available to read free with the KU Kindle Unlimited Subscription Service.
Are you ready to ride?
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Devils Rejects MC Book 3 Reaper's Till Death
Reaper's Till Death
Book 3 Devils Rejects MC
Release Date TBA
She’s forbidden and too damn young for him, but he’ll
have her until death do them part.
Reaper
The moment she steps off the bus wearing a belly top
showing off her navel ring, I know she is pure trouble. Harley is a brat who
needs a real man to put her in line. My Prez has decided I’m just the man for
the job. She’s off limits—the daughter of a Black Rebel Rider, but that smart
mouth of hers drives me crazy. I can’t resist the temptation of tasting her
forbidden fruit.
Harley
When an enemy threatens my life, my father sends me to
the last place anyone would expect to find me—Webb Hollow. Home of the Devils
Rejects MC. I’m placed under the protection of a biker I despise. Reaper’s all
man and takes no shit, especially not mine. He’s dead set on putting me in my
place. I’m a rebel at heart. I don’t take orders from no man, not even my
father. Reaper will learn I’m nobody’s old lady. Never have been. Never will
be…even if it means saving my life.
Monday, May 7, 2018
Boogeyman's Dream Teaser
Are you ready for Boogeyman?
I think Boogeyman is the darkest and most messed up character I have ever written. If you are an avid reader of my books then you know I tend to elan toward writing tortured souls and the darker side of romance. I am not all hearts and flowers. I am more like tears and moonshine.
I want to go ahead and give a warning even though I don't like doing it that this book won't be for everyone. If you hated Wrecker in You Wreck me that I co-wrote with Dawn Martens then you will think Boogeyman is an evil monster.
That said here is a teaser to hold you over until I announce my release date.
I think Boogeyman is the darkest and most messed up character I have ever written. If you are an avid reader of my books then you know I tend to elan toward writing tortured souls and the darker side of romance. I am not all hearts and flowers. I am more like tears and moonshine.
I want to go ahead and give a warning even though I don't like doing it that this book won't be for everyone. If you hated Wrecker in You Wreck me that I co-wrote with Dawn Martens then you will think Boogeyman is an evil monster.
That said here is a teaser to hold you over until I announce my release date.
Boogeyman's Dream book 2 of Devils Rejects MC is coming soon
Add to your TBR Goodreads
Catch up with book 1 Hades' Flame Amazon
in KU for a limited time
Friday, April 13, 2018
Lil' Red & The Big Bad Biker
Lil' Red & The Big Bad Biker is Live!
Once Upon a time…the big bad wolf fell in love…
Rogan Wolfe, President of Wolves Fury MC, is known to be a ruthless outlaw. He takes what he wants and isn’t used to hearing the word no. When an accident lands him under the care of a feisty redhead, he finds himself at her mercy.
Jenna Northwood is betrothed to a man she despises. So much so she turns to magic to help her escape her fate. Only instead of running away from her problems she is faced with a new danger in the form of a stranger and a distant land.
This is a short story that gets straight to the point. If you are looking for a hot and quick fantasy read this is for you.
Read it here
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Making Her Mine Cover Reveal
Things are about to get Rowdy in Texas. Running never solves anything but it’s exactly what I need. A new start. A new life. Far away from my loser ex-boyfriend. I don’t need a man. Only that idea fades quickly when I run fast and hard into the arms of the Rowdy brothers. Two men who make it hard to resist their southern charm. One brother wants to use me, but the other wants to love me. He wants to make me his. I’m not looking for my forever. I only want to get rowdy. Who do I choose? Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now… Rowdy Brothers is a series about three brothers who will do whatever takes to get the woman they want.
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Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Blurb & Cover Reveal! Devils Rejects MC book 2
Boogeyman's Dream is coming your way soon! This is book 2 of my Devils Rejects MC and even though each book is about a new couple they are read in order.
I hope you are ready for a crazy ride.
I hope you are ready for a crazy ride.
Boogeyman's Dream
He’s her worst
nightmare and she’s his dream come true.
Shelly
I thought being kidnapped was the worst that could happen.
I was wrong.
When the man who stole me away in the middle of the night
decides to keep me for himself…I become his dirty little secret.
A plaything starring in his every fantasy.
Boogeyman
The moment I laid eyes on Shelly, I knew she was a spoiled
princess in need of a good spanking.
I’m just the man for the job, but it isn’t that simple.
I was supposed to kill her, but I didn’t.
I’m going to make her mine but if my club finds out…it could
mean the end for us both.
Add to your TBR on Goodreads
Add to your TBR on Goodreads
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
Cover Reveal Hades' Flame
I am so excited to show you the cover for my upcoming release, Hades' Flame.
When you make a deal with the devil he’s going to want to collect his dues.
Sara
I gave up everything to be with Danny.
All I want is his love.
All he wants is to build an empire.
A new day is upon the Devils Rejects MC.
I am a stranger in their eyes.
The daughter of an old enemy.
A forty year old feud doesn’t end overnight.
I will show them I have rebel blood running through my veins, but a Devils Reject owns my heart.
Danny
I was made a deal I couldn’t refuse.
A deal that promised me my forever.
I shook hands with the devil to get what I wanted.
Lies will threaten to destroy us.
Lies will build my empire.
Innocent blood will pay my debt.
I will do anything to protect the woman I love.
Please note it is recommended though not required that you have read the Black Rebel Riders' MC before starting this series.
Release Date to be announced.
Until then add it to your TBR on Goodreads
When you make a deal with the devil he’s going to want to collect his dues.
Sara
I gave up everything to be with Danny.
All I want is his love.
All he wants is to build an empire.
A new day is upon the Devils Rejects MC.
I am a stranger in their eyes.
The daughter of an old enemy.
A forty year old feud doesn’t end overnight.
I will show them I have rebel blood running through my veins, but a Devils Reject owns my heart.
Danny
I was made a deal I couldn’t refuse.
A deal that promised me my forever.
I shook hands with the devil to get what I wanted.
Lies will threaten to destroy us.
Lies will build my empire.
Innocent blood will pay my debt.
I will do anything to protect the woman I love.
Please note it is recommended though not required that you have read the Black Rebel Riders' MC before starting this series.
Release Date to be announced.
Until then add it to your TBR on Goodreads
Sunday, February 11, 2018
Don't Let Me Go
Surprise! Don't Let Me Go has been uploaded on Amazon. It has been enrolled in Kindle Unlimited. In honor of transparency and honesty, this book was previously published under the title I'm with You. I don't want anyone to think I am trying to trick them into buying the same book twice. So why the new title and cover? The story has undergone editing and some rewrites. The former title and cover didn't represent this book and do it justice. It never quite felt like what I had envisioned. That said, the story hasn't changed. If you read enjoyed I'm with You I hope you will consider moving your review to post under Don't Let Me Go, and if not no worries.
College is where you are meant to find yourself, but
the past won’t let Bella go.
One year ago, Harlan Rivers died under unusual
circumstances. Some believe his girlfriend did it while others believe she is
just crazy.
Everywhere she turns there are reminders of the
accident that changed her life. Someone is stalking Bella and making her see
and hear things that aren’t real. Unable to cope, she decides to end her life.
That is until a sexy stranger offers her a deal she can’t refuse.
Can Bella trust him when all evidence points to him
being her stalker or is a killer playing a deadly game with her heart and her
mind?
This a standalone book totaling 72k words and is a dark romantic thriller featuring hard
topics, including suicide and self-harm.
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