Excerpt from Chase
Traffic isn’t bad on the highway now that the sun is starting to set, so it doesn’t take long to get home. I pull my car into the garage and then try to decide what frozen dinner I’ll be making tonight. They all suck, but I have to watch my weight or people will start asking me on Facebook if I’m pregnant.
God, sometimes I wonder if being in the spotlight is worth the trouble.
The first stop is my bedroom where I change into a pair of blue pajama pants and a white tank top, relieved to take off my bra. Then, I head back to the kitchen to pop my calorie-controlled meal into the microwave and then grab a bottle of wine from the pantry to celebrate my successful interview with myself.
When I turn around and come face to face with a bearded man sitting as still as a statue at my counter, I scream so loudly I temporarily go deaf.
And like an idiot, my fingers lose the grip on the bottle of wine. My one and only weapon at this moment falls to the floor and shatters on the tile.
“Hi, Sasha,” the man says calmly. Running his hand over his beard, he says, “You need to get better locks.”
Standing there frozen, all I can do is stare at him. Automatic bodily functions like breathing have ceased to exist. And I’m utterly speechless as to why this random man would be sitting in my house like he’s a welcome guest.
“Fuck!” he exclaims before he suddenly jumps up and starts around the counter toward me. He’s even bigger when he’s standing, well over six feet tall with thick, tattooed arms and a massive chest that makes me certain he could easily snap me in half. “You’re gonna cut your feet on the glass,” he says in his deep, grumbly voice as he reaches for me.
“S-stay the fuck away from me!” I warn him when my voice decides to work again as I start walking backward.
“Stop moving!” he shouts before softening his voice. “You’re standing on glass, sweetheart. I shouldn’t have snuck in, but I didn’t exactly think you would invite me in if I came to the front door.”
His voice is familiar, especially the term of endearment. And then there are his eyes that are a soft green like ferns, that aren’t looking at me maliciously but with affection.
“Chase?” I ask aloud.
“Oh, fuck. You just now recognized me? Wow. Okay. Sorry,” he says, running his hand over the beard again and stroking it several times like it’s a nervous habit. “Guess I do look a little different with the beard, huh?”
“What the fuck are you doing in my house? How did you get in here?” I demand as my chest heaves up and down in fear, shock, and anger at him standing here in my kitchen, talking to me so normally, like he never fucking destroyed me.
God, I had forgotten how gorgeous Sasha was in person. The camera lens doesn’t do her any justice. Although, I do miss the point of her chin and nose from before they were altered with surgery because of the accident. I really hate that my phone with all the pictures of her on it was crushed that night, leaving me with nothing but my memories of the old Sasha from my past.
And she doesn’t seem nearly as glad to see me as I am to see her.
“You need better locks,” I tell her again when she asks how I got in. “The back door was a piece of cake with a credit card. You need, like, deadbolts and chains and shit. Something to at least slow a burglar down while you grab a gun.”
“What?” she asks, her voice shaking. “You…you’re standing here, in my kitchen, talking about how easy it was to break into my house?” Her face begins to turn red with fury. “What I need is to not have some asshole barging in without my consent! And you…you of all people have some nerve coming here!”
“Slow down, sweetheart,” I tell her. “This visit isn’t about us or the past.”
“Oh really?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest. My eyes are drawn to where her nipples are poking through her top clear as a bell, because she’s not wearing a bra.
“Can we go talk in the living room where we’re not stepping on glass?” I ask, gesturing down at her bare feet that are standing in puddles of red wine with shards of glass just inches away from cutting her up.
“No!” she exclaims. “We don’t need to talk! You need to get the fuck out of my house!” she yells before she turns toward the sink and grabs some paper towels.
“At least let me clean this mess up since it was my fault,” I tell her.
“No. I’ll clean up while you show yourself out,” Sasha huffs. Squatting down with the whole roll and giving me a clear view right down her top, she starts spreading the towels out to try and soak up the red wine. The fact that it looks like blood covering her feet and hands sends me right back to the night of the wreck.
Shaking my head to clear those thoughts, I tell her, “Look, I just came by to tell you that you need to keep your nose out of that shit that went down the other day.”
Pausing in her cleanup, she leaves the towels alone and stands up straight. “It was you, wasn’t it? You caused that wreck. You killed a man!”
I fucking hate how her blue eyes look wary of me, seeing me as the bad guy I am, rather than the man she once loved.
“You don’t need to worry about that. This is some dangerous shit, Sasha,” I warn her.
She crosses her arms over her chest again and says, “I can’t believe you and the Savage Kings are dealing the meth that’s killing people. You should be ashamed of yourself, Chase Fury!”
“What?” I say in surprise. “We’re not dealing shit. The Kings are trying to keep it out of our city.”
“Don’t lie to me, okay? You are dealing, and I have proof.”
“What proof? What do you know?” I ask. “Tell me everything you’ve found out, then I want you to leave this shit alone and go back to reporting about the sand castle competitions, or what the fuck ever fluff pieces.”
“Hector Cruz is the meth kingpin for the whole east coast, and I’m pretty sure that those guys you shot at…that guy you killed, worked for him. There’s also the photos I have of Torin meeting with Hector…"
“Bullshit,” I say since I don’t believe that for a second. The only drug the MC deals in is weed, and soon that shit will be legal. We have a hard and fast rule about not touching any of the hard stuff.
“Really, Chase? I tell you I have photos, and you still think I’m lying?”
“No, I didn’t say you were lying,” I clarify. Fuck, I love hearing her say my name again, more than I should. “You’re misinformed or got the wrong guy. You’ve never even met Torin.”
“You’re right. Maybe it was one of the other presidents of the Savage Kings. We all make mistakes. So, how about I get my phone and show you the photos to let you see for yourself?”
“Yes, let me see them so I can tell you that you’re wrong,” I tell her, having no doubts that she is mistaken on this.
“Even Jade admitted it was Torin. She said she was going to talk to him about it,” Sasha informs me.
Motherfucker. I guess Torin left that part out of our meeting.
“Go get the phone,” I snap at her, because I can’t fucking take her standing in all this glass any longer while throwing around accusations about my brother. My brother, the former Army corporal who lives and breathes being on the right side of the law whenever fucking possible. But if it was a Savage King meeting with Hector, the club needs to know who, so we can beat his ass into the ground for breaking one of our rules.
“Wow, you’ve really upped the asshole attitude over the years,” Sasha says with a shake of her blonde head before she tiptoes out of the kitchen and disappears down a hallway.
Chase releases on June 26th!
I'm looking for ARC readers for my upcoming release. Reviews are due by Sunday, June 3rd.
Here's the synopsis for Encore: A Reverse Harem Romance:
What happens when you’re responsible for someone else’s future? Or when you end up falling for them?
Tessa Graham has loved Malus for years. They were once a wildly popular band, topping the charts and leaving broken hearts in their wake. But for the past five years, they’ve been playing the same old hits, incapable of creating anything new.
As an assistant working for the band’s record label, Tessa is given the opportunity of a lifetime. Her boss informs her that she must help the band write and record a new album—and she only has seven months to do it. If she succeeds, she’s in line for a huge promotion. If she fails, she’s fired. And so is the band.
What starts out as a desire to keep her job, and perhaps learn a little about the four mysterious musicians she’s always admired, quickly turns into more than anyone could have ever expected. As Tessa spends time with each man, she quickly learns that outward appearances aren’t always what they seem.
Tessa may hold the band’s future in her hands…but there might be more at risk than her job. If she isn’t careful, she could also lose her heart.
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Two years ago today on July 8, 2015, I released Jax. The popularity of this series has blown me away ever since, with nearly a million pages read the first month. Eight more books later and the series is at an end, but Alex will not be the last fighter. Out of the Cage will be a series about underground fighters who beat each other bloody because it's required. Life hasn't been easy for them and they deserve to get their own HEA. These guys don't have much in common with the Cocky Cage Fighters. They're from poor, broken families, and they don't get in the cage for glory or championships. They fight to survive.
So, as I say goodbye to the men of Havoc, at least until Mackenzie's story and Jax's Christmas novella, here are some behind the pages musings I would like to share about these books.
*My favorite character, but don't tell Jax*
I've loved each and every one of my nine fighters, but Jude has been my favorite to write, not just in this series but of all time. While I was writing Jax, he popped up in my head as a fully formed character and “talked” to me for months. He talked so much that I started writing his book at the same time as Jax’s which is why Jude's book was released just a month later.
Jude has felt more real to me than any character I’ve ever written so he’ll always have a special place in my heart. I think he's responsible for making this series so successful, and that's why he was a part of every single book in some small way.
Female characters are not easy to write. Readers usually don’t care for mine for one reason or another, but in almost every heroine there's a little part of me.
Page – First of all, I spelled her name this way instead of Paige intentionally to show how little her father thought of her. He treated her like a "page" and no better than a servant.
Like Page, I used to work in a law office. I was the legal assistant to a criminal law attorney for over ten years. After I graduated with a Masters in Criminal Justice in 2012, I applied for and was accepted to several law schools. None of them offered me a scholarship to make the cost reasonable, and since I already had a family and two children, I decided to give up my lifelong dream. Little did I know that two years later I would find a new dream --- writing. Now I’m so glad that I didn’t go to law school. It was the best decision I ever made 😊
Sadie – Poor Sadie is maybe the least liked heroine in the series. She's really young, and they were on a break! Moving on, LOL, like Sadie's character, I love sea turtles and I have been to Bald Head Island where Sadie had an internship. We were able to see baby turtles race to the ocean for the very first time which was amazing. This year my family has adopted a sea turtle nest so, hopefully, we’ll be able to go to the beach in August or September after it hatches for the excavation and actually get to hold the little guys 😊
Claire – Okay, this may be shocking, but when I was nineteen and a freshman in college I worked...in a strip club! No, I never took my clothes off. LOL. I was a waitress for about a week and then I was “promoted” to the hostess position. The strange thing is, working there was actually really fun.
Abby – I have a terrible potty mouth but you probably already noticed that when reading my books.
Alyssa – That’s an easy one, I write dirty books too 😊
*Linc was one stubborn bastard*
I loved Linc's character so much in Jude's book that when it came time to write his story I couldn't find one good enough for him. His finished book was actually the third draft after two completely different plots didn't work out. I thankfully saved the versions I trashed for him, and a year later, the 20K words I had written for Linc became the start of Nate's story.
* The truth in Trick *
Trick was a surprise secondary character, like Mace, who popped up and earned the right to his own book. Mina's awful situation was based loosely on a case I worked out in the law office several years back. The victim was younger than Mina, and it was her biological father abusing her. I really hated that guy, but I hated his wife even more for taking up for her husband when her daughter was the victim. There was no doubts about the truth either since there was photo evidence of his abuse. I felt so bad for that little girl when her family “blamed” her for her father going away for only nine months of prison. I just hope that someday she’ll find a Trick to take care of her and assure her that none of it was her fault.
*Linc's beach house*
Linc's oceanfront house in North Carolina was based on the huge estate where my husband and I were married on the beach in 2006. We went back last year for our 10 year anniversary.
*Song playlist for the fighters*
Some readers have asked for it, so here it is, all nine intro songs:
Jax: Sick Puppies "You're Going Down"
Jude: Macklemore "Can't Hold Us"
Linc: Fall Out Boy "My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light 'Em Up)"
Mace: Lil' Kim and 50 Cent "Magic Stick"
Senn: LL Cool J "Mama Said Knock You Out"
Nate: Divinyls "I Touch Myself"
Trick: Linkin Park "Numb"
Luke: Red Hot Chili Peppers "Higher Ground"
Alex: T.I. "Whatever You Like"
Nine books in two years. Over 2,500 typed pages. More than 640,000 words...
Thank you to those who have read the Cocky Cage Fighter series. It's been an incredible journey and I hope you'll stick around to see what's next <3
Indiscretion is live on Amazon and FREE to read with Kindle Unlimited! myBook.to/Indiscretion2017
Here’s the synopsis:
I don’t care what anyone says, loving Sam wasn’t a mistake.
The only mistake I ever made was letting the wrong person see the two of us together. Her best friend knew the only chance he had with Sam was to get rid of me. That’s why the bastard had me arrested.
I rotted away for ten agonizing months in prison while that jackass tried to take my place.
Sam may think that she’s moved on with her life. That’s exactly what I wanted her to do, until I found out his plan worked. The two of them have been living together, playing house while I struggled to survive.
What the prick doesn’t realize is that she’s mine and there’s nothing he can do to keep us apart.
I’m coming for her, and I would love to see him try and stop me.
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LUKE is now available on Amazon and FREE to read with Kindle Unlimited: myBook.to/CCFLuke
Here's the synopsis:
Have you ever loved someone who is completely wrong for you?
God knows I have.
But in my defense, I fell for Megan Warner years before my older brother Eli ever noticed her, before he asked her out and made her his.
During the two years they were together, I would’ve given anything to be with Meg, anything except for losing my brother, my best friend, in a horrible accident when he was only eighteen.
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss Eli or think about the stupid mistake Meg and I made after his funeral, before she disappeared.
After four long years without a word, Megan has moved back to Cary, North Carolina but she’s not alone.
She has a three-year-old son.
My mom swears the boy with golden curls and blue eyes is Eli’s, and she’s so damn happy to get back a piece of the son she lost. But I can’t help but wonder if she’s wrong.
In fact, I think there’s a pretty good chance that Megan’s son is actually mine.
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I had the perfect life.
Getting paid millions to play the sport I love and spending most of my nights with all the adoring female fans, what more could I possibly want?
I sure as hell didn’t want the baby boy someone dropped on me before running, leaving behind a note saying he’s mine.
If that’s true, then I don’t have a freakin’ clue who his mother could be.
Until I get the paternity test results, though, the kid’s my responsibility.
The sleepless nights with a crying baby have me crashing and burning on the football field, putting my superstar career in jeopardy.
And suddenly, the only woman I want hates me with a fiery passion. I knew Callie wasn’t going to be easy to win over. Not when she blames me for her sister’s death.
Oh, and if this baby turns out to be my son, Callie’s determined to take him away from me.
Somehow I’ll have to find a way to prove to her that there’s more to me than my perfect spiral.
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Thank you to all my ARC girls for reading and reviewing <3
Here’s the synopsis:
The fairy tales have it all wrong.
Cinderella didn’t fall in love with the prince. He was nothing more to her than an easy escape from her shitty life.
How do I know? Because in this twisted Cinderella story I’m her long-lost stepbrother.
Wilhelmina is about to marry the wrong man. He’s no prince charming, and Mina sure as hell doesn’t love him, so I have no idea why she wants to spend her life with him.
Time’s running out for me to save my stubborn Cinderella by stopping her wedding.
Nothing, not even war, prepared me for this agonizing battle to win Mina’s heart.
Good thing I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve and I don’t mind fighting dirty.
DISCLAIMER: This fictional story is far from a fairy tale. It’s a rather dark spin on Cinderella, only instead of a wicked stepmother, this heroine dreams of escaping years of traumatic sexual abuse. Fair warning that there are a few scenes that could trigger emotional distress before the hero saves the day.
If you’re new to the Cocky Cage Fighters, you can get the first five books FREE today (1/14/17):
Ballbuster is live on Amazon and FREE to read with Kindle Unlimited! myBook.to/Ballbuster
Thanks as always to my ARC girls for reading and reviewing <3
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Here’s the synopsis:
~ Kohen Hendricks ~
Out of all the football stadiums in the world, why did Roxanne “The Ballbuster” Benson have to plow through mine?
Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for women playing professional football. But what I’m not for is The Ballbuster waltzing onto my field, trying to take over my position as the Wildcats’ starting kicker. The woman dislocated my knee with her freaking Jeep, for chrissake, and yet all of my teammates love her!
So what if Roxy’s…gorgeous and sweet and loves football more than anyone in the world? This is my team; and once I recover, she’s gonna have to get used to sitting her fine ass on the bench. It’s nothing personal. Football is a dirty sport where only the best survive.
Now I just have to figure out how to survive a season without ending up with a busted heart; because despite how hard I try to avoid falling for Roxy, she keeps pulling me back into her bed.
Forget her Jeep. With one look, the woman can bring me to my knees. And the worst part is, I keep going back for more.
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