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Title: Scarred
Series: Ruthless Rebels MC #3
Author: Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: May 19, 2017
Scarred

 

(Ruthless Rebels MC Book 3)

 

Co-written by:

 

Chelsea Camaron

 

And

 

Ryan Michele

 

Copyright © Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele 2017

 


 

All Rights Reserved. This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction in whole or in part, without express written permission from Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele.

 


 

This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

 


 

1st edition published: May 2017

 

Cover Design by: M.L. Pahl of IndieVention Designs

 

Editing by: Asli Fratarcangeli

 

Proofreading: Silla Webb

 


 

This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All sexually active characters portrayed in this book are eighteen years of age or older. Please do not buy if strong sexual situations, violence, domestic abuse, and explicit language offends you.

 


 

This is not meant to be an exact depiction of life in a motorcycle club, but rather a work of fiction meant to entertain.

 

Scarred

 

Whitton ‘Skinny’ Thorne – scarred skin only covers a beautiful soul.

 


 

Bitter with a capital B.

 


 

Life has been hell from the beginning when Whitton was burned as an infant, yet as much as he pushes me away I’m always coming back for more.

 


 

When I finally let go, he wants to let me in, how do I survive when we’ve both been scarred?

 

 

Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele have teamed up to bring you an explosive new MC romance that will have you panting for more of the Ruthless Rebels. Hold on tight, it’s going to be a wild ride full of action and suspense that these two authors are known for. Throw in two people who finally get their second chance, and things are about to get smoking hot.

 





 

Chapter One

 


 

Roe

 


 

Fairytales, nursery rhymes, and childhood memories, none of them are really all that great!

 


 

Holding my hand in the air with three fingers up, I sing the song about Sally the camel and her humps. Simple.

 


 

I don’t have or need complications in my life. Sally has humps that come and go, she has issues, me – I’m good.

 


 

The twenty-two smiling children sing along with me with utter enthusiasm. They love this song. Most days we sing it once sometimes twice before we do the weather and calendar first thing in the morning. Our routine, the structure the kids need to thrive, and I need to feel like things are in order.

 


 

I look up when the door to my classroom opens.

 


 

It’s preschool. The director of the school comes in and out throughout the day so at first I don’t think much of it. When my assistant teacher Ms. Jennifer stands up to take over, it’s then I make my way to the door. As the lead teacher if the director comes in it’s Jennifer who takes over for me and I meet with the director. Any changes necessary from the director, I will make them. Jennifer and I have worked together for three years now so our system is solid.

 


 

Beside the director, Ms. Marie, is the cutest little girl. Obviously, this visit is to bring us a new student. Her blue eyes are a bit too big for her face making those rounded little cheeks stand out too. There isn’t fear in her blue depths, but there is a lot going on in that brain of hers. Finishing the song to the delight of the children on the ABC carpet, I let Jennifer continue with the next song. I focus my attention and greet our newest student, warm smile in place.

 


 

I bend down to her level looking her in the eyes. “Hello, I’m Ms. Roe and what’s your name?”

 


 

“Marlayna,” the little girl in pigtails says softly.

 


 

My heart breaks when I see the scar on her neck that her hair isn’t covering. I know those marks too well. I fight back the emotion that sits just under the surface.

 


 

Burns.

 


 

This little girl has suffered a tragedy and I hate that for her.

 


 

“Would you like to join us in circle time?” I offer as I fight back the past. He is not the only person to be burned in their lives and survive. So many things twist inside me and I have to push it down. The emotions that keep beating down the well-structured walls I’ve built around them over the years always try to spill over, but I won’t allow it. I’ve had no other choice but to keep a handle on it all.

 


 

My job is about teaching and nurturing Marlayna, today is not about him or his scars.

 


 

She nods her head and the day commences with story time, rhyme time, nap time, and all the normal activities of my day. Marlayna adjusted very well in the class for it being her first day. She went with the flow no trepidation and without much of a reaction to anything.

 


 

It pains me. I don’t like when the kids cry, but when they come in almost numb like little Marlayna it hurts more to wonder what has hardened them to life already. Children should be free to be kids not caught up in some adult situation or punished unnecessarily.

 


 

The afternoon passes with little Marlayna quickly falling into the routine and making friends. After each of the children are gone and I get my room cleaned up, I head out.

 


 

Arriving home, I sit on the sun room of my two-bedroom house and enjoy the Georgia afternoon. When I moved out, this was my one requirement, sun room. I love the outdoors and not feeling closed up.

 


 

Blakely, Georgia, population five thousand. Small town lifestyle near the Alabama – Georgia state lines.

 


 

April is my favorite month of the year. The weather is sunshine, the birds sing, and the humidity isn’t unbearable so boob sweat is a non-issue for the time being. No woman ever wants boob sweat. August, in the deep south is hotter than hell so I’ll enjoy my outside time while I can.

 


 

In fact, tomorrow I think I’ll take my class to have a picnic and maybe do sidewalk chalk and hopscotch on the playground. They love the outside and it helps to get as much of their energy out as possible.

 


 

My mind goes to little Marlayna. She is in the system. Foster care, with the Brown family, who are regulars in the community when it comes to taking in children. They will be good to her.

 


 

I once knew a boy who lived with the Brown’s. My mind, my heart, they always go back to him. I wish it wouldn’t but we have too much shared between us. His scars were similar to hers only they covered his face and half his body.

 


 

Whitton Thorne, the boy down the road with a tortured past. His mom had things so twisted in her head when it came to her twin boys. She believed Whitton was evil and Waylon was the son of Jesus or something crazy. I wasn’t privy to all the details. I just know every time the state let the boys go back to her, Whitton was returned to his social worker more damaged than before. I know once they tried to send Waylon back and leave Whitton with the Brown’s only for Waylon to run away to be with his twin. The two of them were close. In their situation, I would imagine one would have to be. They were also complete opposites.

 


 

God, I loved Whitton.

 


 

From the beginning when he was the boy I bumped into in grade school to the man who grew into there isn’t a moment in time since I met Whitton Thorne that he didn’t have my attention. He intrigued me. His strength captivated me. And the more time I had with Whitton Thorne in my life the harder I fell in love with him.

 


 

Even now, years have passed and I can’t help but hope he’s okay. Hope that somewhere he found his slice of happy.

 


 

Night comes and I slide into my t-shirt blend sheets. I don’t make much with my job, but this is my splurge, soft bed sheets. After all, one can’t be at their best with twenty children without a good nights sleep. I close my eyes and the fatigue of the day quickly consumes me.

 


 

“Whitton Thorne, one day you’re gonna be the President.” I smile proudly at my friend.

 


 

“The President of the rejects club, maybe,” he replies in his normal tone.

 


 

I sigh. The boy is nothing short of amazing. He’s smart, athletic, and cute. He just doesn’t see it. Him and his twin brother look nothing alike. All the girls crush on Waylon. He has this mystery to him. Whitton, though, Whitton is the kind of boy you can talk to, really talk to. There is depth to him. The intrigue of him keeps me on edge to know more, see more, and have more time with him. From the time we met in elementary school at eight years old until now he has captured my attention. We’re young, he’s seventeen and I’m sixteen, but I can’t get enough of him.

 


 

“What do you see in me, Roelyn Duprey?”

 


 

I feel the blush cover my cheeks. “All good, I see all the good in you Whitton.”

 


 

He smirks. “You got the wrong Thorne, Roe. Maybe you think I’m Waylon.”

 


 

I prop my hand on my hip. “I know what I see in you Whitton and I see potential!”

 


 

“You have all the potential, Roe. The future is in front of you and there’s not a single thing to hole you back.” He tells me like he does all the time. “You need to have bigger and better than what Blakely, Georgia and a misfit like me can offer.”

 


 

“Oh, Whitton, you will have bigger and better in your life. I know it.”

 


 

He laughs me off like he does every single time I tell him I think he’ll be someone someday. Only thing is, I know down to my soul he has so much more to give in this world. My heart bleeds that he doesn’t see it.

 


 

My alarms blares drawing me out of the dream. The memory of a lost time when things weren’t complicated and the boy I knew and believed in may not have believed in himself, but back then he believed in me. Something I desperately needed.

 


 

Whitton Joseph Thorne, my best friend since we ran into each other playing at recess when we were only eight years old. Twenty years later, I still consider him the best friend I’ve ever had … only everything between us has changed.

 


 

No longer is he the boy I thought could give the world goodness. He’s a grown man who left everything in Georgia behind ten years ago when we crossed a line.

 


 

Would I cross the line again? If I knew the outcome would be this, I’m not so sure. At the time, it felt right. Hell, I thought it was going to change everything into something we could build a future on.

 


 

Except, Waylon took off and Whitton was right behind him. Where one brother went, the other was sure to follow. They had a rough start in life. Bonded as twins, bonded as brothers, and bonded by the times life kicked them while they were down those two would always stick together.

 


 

Part of me blames Waylon. The other part of me, knows the truth. Whitton ran. Yes, he woke up after the best night of our lives and couldn’t handle the emotion. He found out Waylon took off and he followed. It was an escape and an all too easy excuse.

 


 

I’m not sure he realized that no matter the distance he put between us, he still had me with him. I haven’t figured out a way to get that piece of me back from Whitton yet. Even after all these years, I belong to him in a way that keeps me from moving on.

 


 

Looking at little Marlayna yesterday and waking up today, it’s time I let go of Whitton. Everything I thought we could one day be is a far fetched dream. Marlayna has her life ahead of her. No matter the past, she has a future.

 


 

The same can be said for Whitton Thorne and it’s a future that he decided would be without me.

 


 

**

 


 

Sitting down to a late dinner, I pull out my phone and scroll social media. I don’t know why because it only tells me things I don’t care to know. Even with a bowl of vegetable soup in front of me, my stomach growls at seeing the yummy chocolate desserts. I have a sweet tooth. My ass and hips thank me for it.

 


 

Sipping my soup, it warms me. My thumb moves on my phone screen, skipping past people I went to high school with that I never talk to. Why I’m even friends with them, I’ll never know. Maybe it’s time to declutter my life. Most of the time people friend you just to see what you’re doing and then delete you. Personally, I like it when people take out their own trash.

 


 

My private message pops up and internally I groan seeing it’s from Lance. Hi. See you’re on. Want to talk to you. He types. I need to figure out how to block people from seeing when I’m on and when I’m not. Or maybe I just need to block him. I’m thinking the latter.

 


 

Going out with Lance was up there with many mistakes I made in my life. Two dates, then I called it off. Only he didn’t seem to get the point. Even telling him flat out I wasn’t interested, he still messages me, texts me and calls me. Not wanting to appear rude, I’ve answered all of them. But this, I just don’t want to engage with him. I’m tired of it. I repeat myself all day everyday with my students. My personal life, I don’t want that.

 


 

I move the little bubble that shows a picture of a golf club, Lance, and toss it down below to get rid of it off my screen.

 


 

The phone begins to ring and I jump. First thought is, Lance is calling me. Then when I look at the screen, I see Elizabeth Calling. A smile crosses my face as I except the call.

 


 

“Hey woman!” I greet my best friend. We met in college, which seems like a lifetime ago, but really wasn’t.

 


 

“Hey back at ya! What are you doing? I want to meet for drinks.”

 


 

I look to the clock noting it’s only five-thirty, but I do have to work tomorrow. Drinking and then rowdy children in the morning is not a good combination.

 


 

“Is something up?” I take the last bite of my soup and push it to the side.

 


 

“Yes, but I don’t want to tell you over the phone. Meet me in twenty at Carlyle’s?”

 


 

Looking down at my clothes, the puppy dog pajama bottoms won’t cut it going out. “Give me thirty. I need to change.”

 


 

“Epp.” She makes the sound then, “Okay, see you then.” And disconnects. Whatever she has in store must be exciting.

 


 

At least one of us has something good going on.

 


 

Chapter Two

 


 

Skinny

 


 

Flames extinguish, scars fade, but the burn can’t be felt forever!

 


 

I strike the match and watch it burn.

 


 

The blends of reds and yellows into oranges is mesmerizing. The flickers of colors all move as if they’re dancing together. The heat gets closer and closer to my fingertips as the flame grows intently.

 


 

I feel no pain. I feel nothing.

 


 

Void. Empty.

 


 

My life is not one of colors and blends.

 


 

Poof. I blow the match out. The flame is extinguished. All that’s left is black smoke. It’s like my soul. Dark, unforgiving.

 


 

I sit in the dim lit room I call home. Ruthless Rebels MC – my family and the clubhouse where I calm myself at the end of every day.

 


 

The ten feet by ten feet space has my bed, one nightstand, and a dresser. The closet is small but I keep a three tiered bookshelf in there, full of different books and photo albums. It’s not much, but it’s mine. Beside that door is the door to the bathroom.

 


 

Feeling the acid burn in my gut, I get up and make my way in front of the porcelain. Dropping to my knees I wretch.

 


 

I don’t remember the last time I woke up and didn’t throw up within an hour. It happens, every damn day. I finish, stand, wash up, and brush my teeth. There’s no use in looking in the mirror, I already know the mess I’ll see.

 


 

I hate fucking mirrors. Only one time in my life did I ever look in a mirror and not see the hideous beast I am … and that will never happen again. Roelyn Duprey, she made the man in the mirror not a monster but a lover. She is everything beautiful I should never touch. It’s a memory I’ll hold onto.

 


 

She believed in me, believed in having something not understanding the monster I am. From the beginning the devil gripped my heart and never let go. The bitch known as my mother told me I was spawned in evil. She scarred me, marked me, and made sure the world could see me for what I am. A horrible, vile, demonized man.

 


 

Roelyn Duprey had rose colored glasses on. I let her keep them on because I needed her lifeline. The spark between us, I fed. Continuing to fuel, provide the heat, like a flame, I watched us grow, flicker, and rather than watch us fade, I snuffed it out quickly leaving nothing behind but black smoke.

 


 

My brother needed me and Roe needed me to go away even if she didn’t know it. I took off, never looked back, and haven’t looked in a mirror since the night I watched me fuck her in one.

 


 

Spitting in the sink, I rinse my mouth and walk away never checking my reflection. I know what I’d see. The flames of hell flicker in my eyes and burn in my soul, no need to remind myself.

 


 

Throwing on a clean pair of jeans, I don’t bother with boxers, briefs, or anything to cover my junk. The raw denim rub will remind I’m alive. Somehow, in the hell that is my life, I keep surviving and I’m not sure why. Sliding on my shirt, I grab my cut as I drop my feet into my boots before I head out, not bothering to tie the laces till I get to my bike.

 


 

Today I have packing duty. I don’t mind. I’ll head to the warehouse, pack the guns to ready for shipment, and then meet up with Waylon.

 


 

My twin, Triple Threat, as he’s known in the club is everything I’m not. He’s good looking, level-headed, and not held back by a damn thing.

 


 

Me, I’m a scarred mess, hot-head, and haunted by the one thing I gave up so long ago.

 


 

Yeah, tonight calls for the strip club. I’ll pay to have a stranger grind on me till I get hard, then head back to the clubhouse and fuck a trick until I can’t remember my name, my past, and the woman I left behind.

 


 

**

 


 

“It’s a boy!” Shamus rushes into the clubhouse announcing. “DJ has a healthy, happy, eight pound, nine ounce, twenty-two inch baby boy. Kenderly is doing good.”

 


 

There are smiles and happiness that fill the space. Shamus comes over to me, slapping me on the back. “You wanna go with us to set up the house, brother.”

 


 

I nod. There isn’t a single thing with any of my brothers I would miss because they are all I have. And for once in my life, I belong.

 


 

After DJ’s whore mother dropped her problems on Kenderly’s doorstep, DJ claimed his woman and in turn the Rebels handled their shit. Kenderly and her mother had an uphill battle to climb with everything they had already lost, but DJ’s mother cost them their home.

 


 

It took some time, but DJ won over Kenderly’s heart. They have a good life, building themselves a solid future. And now their new addition. Everything is looking good for my Rebels’ brother.

 


 

Not too long ago, DJ bought them a big ass house and furnished it to Kenderly’s liking. Now, it’s time for the Rebels to ride in and make sure our newest member is set.

 


 

“Your woman handle buying the goods?” I ask Shamus knowing he and Andrea have decided not to have kids because of the health risks for her.

 


 

“Shit, brother. She loves shopping for all this baby crap. Kitten has a soft spot for being the auntie apparently. She even bought Kenderly a video baby monitor instead of the basic one they had on the registry.”

 


 

I laugh. “Nothing wrong with that.”

 


 

“I didn’t think so but apparently DJ and Kenderly had talked. DJ didn’t want to be fuckin’ his woman and look to the nightstand and see their baby awake.”

 


 

“I never thought a damn thing would give DJ stage fright.” We both laugh before heading out to go set up a nursery Rebels style.

 


 

“Guess a baby changes things. I’m good with how my life is so no change needed here.” Shamus adds with a smirk. Things are good in the club, they are good for DJ and Shamus. It’s even better to feel like I’m a real part of something.

 


 

Andrea is already inside when Shamus, Lurch, Triple Threat, and I pull up. She rushes outside and over to the car parked in front of the house.

 


 

“Mom brought me over, got lots to unload.” She says more to Shamus than anyone with a smile that is relaxed and easy going.

 


 

Given the path Andrea went through to finally be okay again and with Shamus, I smile with her. Like me, her life is full of scars.

 


 

Only in all the turmoil, Andrea has found a way to not allow her scars to define her.

 


 

She lived a different life. Following her dreams into investigative reporting landed her half dead in a hospital oceans away from her home. She survived her traumatic brain injury like I survived my burns. With no place to go to pick up the pieces she came home. It took a bit, but Shamus and Andrea worked their shit out. Their past isn’t holding them back from a future.

 


 

Waylon and I won’t have this. Our past defines our future and it’s not one that looks so bright.

 


 

For a moment, I had hope that somehow I could have a second chance to have something real in my life outside of the club. With DJ and Shamus both getting their second chances, I thought maybe there would be a sliver of time where Waylon and I could have more than what we have managed to secure. Then I dreamt I caught a look in the mirror and quickly remembered what my life has been destined to be from the moment I was born.

 


 

I am my brother’s keeper. My place on Earth is to protect him even from himself. I don’t have the time or emotion for anything else.

 


 

Our mother is a psycho bitch who thinks my brother is the second coming of her God or some shit. Apparently during an ultrasound, it appeared that I, baby b, was kicking or hitting, baby a – being Waylon. From that moment on I was destined to the damned.

 


 

She even tried to have me aborted but the doctors said she was too far along and it was risk to my brother. Then we were born.

 


 

She tried to leave me at the hospital. The nurses told her it wasn’t good for infant twins to be separated this early. According to the medical records we later dug up, they felt she was suffering from post partum depression and would eventually want me. Having two babies at once via c-section meant she couldn’t hold us right away so she didn’t bond properly the doctor noted.

 


 

Bond.

 


 

What a joke. The woman tried to kill me more than once.

 


 

I’ve never had a mother’s love. Neither has my brother.

 


 

She may have wanted me marked, condemned, banished, and branded, but she wanted my brother to be some savior to the world.

 


 

We just wanted to be boys. We grew into men who just wanted to live life. To this day I still can’t understand her mindset. I gave up a long time ago trying. Waylon – that’s another story.

 


 

I’ll go to the ends of the Earth for my brother. I’ll protect him from her or God himself if I have to.

 


 

“Snap out of it, these diapers won’t unload themselves!” Waylon says throwing a box of the shit holders at me.

 


 

“How many boxes do they think Kenderly needs?” I ask looking at the van full.

 


 

“Daisy, XXX (Lurch’s woman forgot her name), Andrea, her mom, Kenderly’s mom and aunt, and every other woman around swear they will go through these and more.” Shamus says walking inside with a bag of clothes.

 


 

“Wonder what it was like for mom to have twins?” Waylon says out loud and my chest stings in the pain I know he feels.

 


 

Yeah, we have no future like what DJ or Shamus have found. I need to stop disillusioning myself into ever thinking I could. Walk the line, it’s what I have to do.

 


 

If I fuck up, I’m not the only one who suffers, Waylon will too. I won’t do that to him or me. Yes, I’m better off alone.

 

Whitton ‘Skinny’ Thorne– scarred skin only covers a beautiful soul.
Bitter with a capital B.
Life has been hell from the beginning when Whitton was burned as an infant, yet as much as he pushes me away I’m always coming back for more.
When I finally let go, he wants to let me in, how do I survive when we’ve both been scarred?
***Each book in the Ruthless Rebels MC is a new couple, but are best read in order. This is a biker book so please expect violence, foul language, and sexual situations. Do not buy if any of this offends you.***




USA Today Bestselling author Chelsea Camaron is a small town Carolina girl with a big imagination. She is a wife and mom chasing her dreams. She writes contemporary romance, erotic suspense, and psychological thrillers. She loves to write blue-collar men who have real problems with a fictional twist. From mechanics to bikers to oil riggers to smokejumpers, bar owners, and beyond, she loves a strong hero who works hard and plays harder.






Ryan Michele found her passion in making fictional characters come to life. She loves being in an imaginative world where anything is possible and has a knack for special twists readers don’t see coming.

She writes MC, Contemporary, Erotic, Paranormal, New Adult, Inspirational, and many more romances. And whether it’s bikers, wolf shifters, mafia, or beyond, Ryan spends her time making sure her heroes are strong and her heroines match them at every turn.

When she isn’t writing, Ryan is a mom and wife living in rural Illinois and reading by her pond in the warm sun.

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Teague walked along the sidewalk outside the White House, trying his damnedest to figure out why he’d asked her to coffee. Bloody hell, as Kamal would say, had he lost his mind? In those moments in the press conference when he’d been replying to questions while he struggled not to look at her, he’d felt like twelve years had been stripped away in one supercharged moment. He still felt less than, and she was still the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

Her thick dark hair was long, just the way he’d always loved it, and certain parts of his anatomy had no trouble remembering how he used to wrap those silky tresses around his hands as he pumped into her from behind, long and slow.

Her skin was as clear and unlined as the day he’d met her, and her sky-blue eyes were just as sparkling and mischievous, promising that everything going on behind them wasn’t innocent and sweet.

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He never should have asked her out for coffee. What the hell had he been thinking?

“How about here?” she asked as they approached the Beltway Bean.

“Sure,” he answered, leaning in to open the door and hold it for her. She smelled like strawberry wine, and his dick did a tango in his dress pants.

“You ever been here before?” he asked as they stepped into line at the bar.

“A few times,” she answered. “I like their cappuccinos.”

He chuckled. “You always were a connoisseur.”

The small shop was typically jammed, but after they got their drinks, he stalked a pair of senate interns until they got nervous and left. Grabbing the table they’d vacated, he waved her over, and they each took a chair at the high two top.

“So, what’s it been?” he asked, even though he knew exactly, nearly down to the minute. “Ten years?”

“Twelve,” she answered. “I was twenty and you were twenty-two the last time we had coffee.”

And sex, his mind added.

“Well, it appears the years have been good to you.”

“And obviously, they’ve been successful for you,” she added. They each sipped their drinks, the awkward bleeding all over them.

“So, you married? Living with someone?” he asked nonchalantly. Yeah, sure, that.

She shook her head. “No. I was seeing someone back in Boston where I moved from, but it wasn’t going anywhere.” She looked up at him from under her lashes. “And you?”

“No. No time for all that. I work eighty hours a week and spend the other few at the gym or sleeping. I’m not all that exciting.”

She shifted on her chair, and her blouse slipped a touch, giving him a peek at the cleavage that hid beneath. His heart raced and his skin heated.

“Well, from what I heard on the news earlier, today’s been enough excitement for a few years at least.”

He chuckled softly. “It’s been a strange day for sure.”

 

About Selena Laurence:

Selena Laurence is a USA Today Bestselling author who loves Putting the Heat in Happily Ever After. In 2014 she was awarded the Reader’s Crown Award for Contemporary Romance of the Year. In 2015 her rock star romance A Lush Betrayal was a finalist in three national contests.

Selena lives in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains with her kids, Mr. L, “Goldendoodle” and “Demon Cat.” When she’s not writing she can be found at soccer games and tennis matches, or one of her favorite coffee shops.

 

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Coming May 9th

 


He’ll show her exactly what’s under his kilt.


Molly

The first time I saw Mr. McGowan, he was walking into our class wearing a kilt. Our substitute professor, he was big and brooding, masculine, and had a sexy Scottish brogue going on.

Maybe I didn’t need that extra tutoring, but I sure as hell wanted it.


Alastair

I noticed Molly the moment I stepped into the classroom. She was the wee lass with the fire-colored hair, the intense green eyes, and a body that had me burning alive. I didn’t want to look away from her because I knew she was mine.

Maybe there was a rule about staff not fraternizing with students. But given that I’m just the substitute professor, and that I wanted her like a fiend, I was about to cross some lines and break some rules.

Warning: You ever wonder what’s under a man’s kilt? Well, this story won’t leave you in the dark. It’s short, of course filthy, and has a Scottish hero with a sexy brogue. He only has eyes for his heroine, and will teach her a thing or two about how good it can feel to get dirty.

 

 

 

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

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#WOTR #Review #BookBlitz- Shamed & Scorned


Title: Shamed & Scorned
Series: Ruthless Rebels #1-#2
Author: Chelsea Camaron & Ryan Michele
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: Available now on all platforms



Dixon James Cartwright – the cowboy on a steel horse. 

Trouble with a capital T. 

The rigid edge of his jawline to his no holds barred lifestyle DJ is the one person I should stay away from. 

Why then when everything crashes around me is he my only saving grace?
 

*Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele have teamed up to bring you an explosive new MC romance that will have you panting for more of the Ruthless Rebels. Hold on tight, it’s going to be a wild ride full of action and suspense that these two authors are known for. Throw in two people who finally get their second chance, and things are about to get smoking hot.** 


**This book contains violence, adult language, and sexual situations and is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This book is a work of fiction and is not meant to be an exact depiction of life in a motorcycle club but rather to entertain.** 





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What a great start to a new series by Chelsea Camaron and Ryan Michele. They do a fabulous job of co-writing and telling a great story.

Kinderly has had it rough she lost her father, then her boyfriend crushed her heart, and now she is left to take care of her mother who has checked out since her father’s death. She was in love with Dixon but when she needed him most he chose Ruthless Rebels MC over her.

DJ has proven himself over the years even gave up the only thing that mattered to him for them but now that Kenderly’s world is falling apart he is taking what has always been his.

I absolutely adored Kenderly her big heart, fight, sass, stubbornness, and ability to stand up to anyone was amazing. She will not go down without a fight no matter what situation she is in. even if it is her and a baseball bat taking on three burly men she will fight to the end to protect herself if need be. Oh and women be warned she will fight for her man and then unleash on those in her path. DJ was amazing too a dick yes but can be a wonderful man when it comes to Kenderly.

This series is going to be great and the men of Ruthless Rebels has me so intrigued I cannot wait to get to know them all. Shamus is next and I have a feeling his will be a great ride with just as strong a woman for him to go after.




Austin “Shamus” Fletcher – the untamable beast.

Heartbreak with a capital H.

The toned cut of his every muscle to his larger than life attitude, Shamus is the one person I should stay away from.

Why can I not let go even when everything in front of me says run like a bat out of hell?

***Each book in the Ruthless Rebels MC is a new couple, but are best read in order. This is a biker book so please expect violence, foul language, and sexual situations. Do not buy if any of this offends you.***




After meeting Shamus in Shamed I knew he was going to shine compared to DJ and that is saying something because DJ was amazing.
Shamus had no shame different women all the time but there was one he would never forget. He knew she would never be back she had choose her job over him and crushed his heart. There would be no one making their way back in there he would make sure of it.
Andrea had one true love but she ran at the first sign of betrayal. Now she finds herself back home and face to face with Ashton. With all she had been through that brought her home she didn’t want to see him she knew if she did her heart would only break again.
When shamus sees Drea again he is determined to make her his and never let her run again.
I absolutely love when Chelsea and Ryan get together to come up with a story. They come up with the best plots and the twist omg are they great. I never saw some of them coming definitely never a dull moment while reading. They keep you on your toes and turning the pages. I love this series and cannot wait to learn more about the Ruthless Rebels.








USA Today Bestselling author Chelsea Camaron is a small town Carolina girl with a big imagination. She is a wife and mom chasing her dreams. She writes contemporary romance, erotic suspense, and psychological thrillers. She loves to write blue-collar men who have real problems with a fictional twist. From mechanics to bikers to oil riggers to smokejumpers, bar owners, and beyond, she loves a strong hero who works hard and plays harder.






Ryan Michele found her passion in making fictional characters come to life. She loves being in an imaginative world where anything is possible and has a knack for special twists readers don’t see coming.

She writes MC, Contemporary, Erotic, Paranormal, New Adult, Inspirational, and many more romances. And whether it’s bikers, wolf shifters, mafia, or beyond, Ryan spends her time making sure her heroes are strong and her heroines match them at every turn.

When she isn’t writing, Ryan is a mom and wife living in rural Illinois and reading by her pond in the warm sun.




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#CoverReveal #Giveaway- Controlling Darkness by Anna Edwards

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It is Sonia Anderson’s first day on a new job; one that will change her life. The twenty-five-year-old bodyguard is well trained and highly recommended for the role of guarding Amy North. What her physiological evaluations don’t show though is the secrets she hides about her life growing up. The scars she bears representative of a world out of her control.

Matthew Carter is James North’s long-standing bodyguard, he is sharp and a master as his trade. However, the ex MI5 agent was responsible for the death of a colleague, not just a colleague but also his wife.

The revelations in Misguided Control are explored in Controlling Darkness. This is the fourth book from ‘The Control Series’, it tells the story of Matthew and Sonia and how the pain they both hold within them can become love.

The story features; fights, suspense, whips, and lots of love. You have been warned.

Step into the world of Control!

 

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Matthew has been one of my favourite characters since I started writing the Control Series. I’m so happy that I’ve finally got to tell his story. I knew that this story would be darker than the rest and I so glad with the way it has turned it. It is a story of how darkness cannot be allowed to shape you, instead you must use it to allow you to find the light. I really hope you enjoy it.

 

“Too soon. But earlier you said you were going to take my virginity? What has changed?” There was an angry tone to her voice. She couldn’t understand why not more than half an hour ago he wanted to sleep with her but now he didn’t. Maybe she wasn’t what he wanted? But then the tent in his pants? It was probably just the flogging that turned him on, not Sonia herself. Matthew turned away towards the door.

“I’ll wait outside.”

Tears now stung her eyes, so much for trusting him. So much for thinking she was in love with him and he her. He was probably going to go and get sucked off by someone else while she got dressed. The absolute joy of her orgasm had faded and just left her with a sickness in her stomach. She rose from the bed and reached for her knickers.

“Don’t bother. I’ll get a taxi back. You go and get whatever it is you need from someone out there.”

Before she could collect the rest of her clothes, she was thrown back against the wall, one of Matthew’s large hands massaging a naked breast. His erection grinding into her still thigh as he growled.

“Is that what you think? I want to go out there and fuck someone else?”

“Well, you won’t fuck me despite promising. I obviously did something wrong.” She turned her head away as he tried to kiss her. She wanted nothing more than to kick him in that hard swelling inching closer to the cleft between her legs but her stupid body betrayed her as the moisture of her arousal started to flow again. He twisted her around and landed a hard smack on her inflamed skin.

“I told you never to doubt yourself. Doubt again, and I’ll tan this rosy rear so that you really won’t be able to sit tomorrow. I want you so much, but I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t make love. I fuck. I can’t guarantee that I won’t hurt you and that scares the shit out of me!”

She didn’t know where it came from, but she let out a little laugh. He smacked her arse again.

“I don’t think that’s funny.”

“I don’t either.” She tried to shift in his arms, but he was holding her too tight. “I don’t want tender love making Matthew. I want you to fuck me till I am raw and marked as only yours.”

 

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Sonia was escorted up to the top floor of the building and into the expansive office of Mr. James North. She had researched the billionaire as part of her preparation, he was very intimidating. Behind him stood the man who had interviewed her, Mr. Carter. Mr. North stood and held his hand out to her.

“Miss Anderson, a pleasure to meet you. Please take a seat. Matthew has told you of the job specifications?”

Sonia sat on the offered seat, her legs to the side and hands folded neatly in her lap. She so wanted to make the right impression to her new boss at this first meeting.

“He has Mr. North, I am to ensure Miss Jones safety at all times but at present I am to stay back and not allow her to know that she has a bodyguard. Mr. Carter will accompany her when you do not need him, and I will report back to him for all instructions. Under no circumstances am I to acknowledge you. I will maintain this cover unless I feel it necessary to break it, in order to protect Miss Jones from either physical or emotional harm.”

“Superb!” Mr. North looked up at his bodyguard. “I have a meeting but after that, I will be taking Amy shopping. Matthew do you want to provide Sonia with everything she needs. Please give her the keys to the Lexus, I believe it is still stored in the garage below from the last time we used it.” Matthew nodded at Mr. North as the latter left the room, he hadn’t spoken once the entire time she had been in the office.  She had learnt this about him though during the training phase. He was often silent; it gave him an allure of mystery and also of power. Sonia had first met him when he had just finished a workout. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, he was muscular in all the right places, and even his shorts looked they could barely contain his statuesque thighs. His hair had been messed up by the towel he had been drying himself with. Sonia was confident she must have looked like one of those cartoon characters whose long tongue rolled out and along the floor when they saw something that sexy! Matthew had just given her a pleasant smile and gone into business mode.

 

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#CoverReveal – Cloudy Mirrors by Shane Robert

 

Cloudy Mirrors by Shane Robert

A Standalone Novel

 Romantic Suspense Novel

Releasing June 5th!

Addiction—I can’t beat it without you; I can’t beat it with you.

When I’m with you, I’m addicted.

The way you taste, feel, and burn will forever be my favorite.

The way you messed my life up is exactly what I asked for.

I had the perfect life but was starving for something more.

Then I met you.

A perfect disaster I couldn’t get enough of no matter what the cost.

 

Shane Robert spent his whole life a Michigan native until he entered the United States Air Force after high school graduation. Traveling from San Antonio, Texas to Biloxi, Mississippi, he eventually found a new home as an Air Traffic Controller in Salt Lake City where his tower overlooks the mountains of Utah.

He spends the summer playing soccer and the winters skiing while studying Counter Terrorism at American Military University. You can often find him in the tattoo shop adding to his collection, or writing on his sofa with his feet up and the XBOX on in the background. If there’s one thing he’s good at doing, it’s living in the moment.

#WOTR #ReleaseDay – Rook (Black Mountain Pack Book 2) by Miranda Lynn

Rook (Black Mountain Pack Book 2)

Rook heads to South America and finds his hands full with bringing the Pride out of the dark ages that Tomas had kept it in for years under his malicious ruling. He reunites with a few old friends and discovers a dark and twisted world he never knew existed behind the closed doors of the Alpha’s house. With the help of old military buddy Jonah he guides the Pride onto the path of a happy and fruitful living.
Fate has other plans when Rook is blindsided with the fact that his true mate had been kept in the clutches of the former Alpha. Locked behind doors and used as an object to be shared rather than respected and revered as all female shifters should be.
Will he be able to cull the evil from the Pride and make it safe enough for Casey to lead without fear? Will he be able to help his mate heal from the hell she has been put through and coax her cat to come out and play?

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*Purrrr* Oh Rook!!  After meeting you in Mack and Casey’s book, I was super excited to read about you.

Rook is the most trusted, elite pack member for Casey, the new female alpha of the Pride in South America.  She sends him to check out the pack and make it safe before she and her mate Mack arrive to fix her pack family…the one her father destroyed.  Rook is stunned at all he sees and hears of the old alpha.  When he meets Jazz, he is fascinated with her as is his cat.

Jazz is a hot mess.  She is scared but hopeful.  She is worried about the cubs and about the other wives from the old alpha.  When she meets Rook she is instantly put at ease as is her cat by him.  He calms her and makes her feel things she never thought she might want.  However, she fears what he will do once he realizes all she did for her sister wives.

Rook shows such great understanding and compassion for Jazz.  He gives her and her cat space to come to terms to the fact she is his and he is hers.  The couple are a great read of determination and resolution that if you want it you can achieve to get it.

I loved the side story of Jonas and Tam.  If you think Rook has it bad for Jazz, Poor Jonas has it ten times worse with his mate.  Their storyline has me full of giggles and smiles.  Love truly can heal is a great message for anyone and a big message from this book.

 

Mother to two boys, 3 four legged babies, and wife to a loving husband who doesn’t mind the extra voices in her head. Miranda grew up on a dairy farm in Illinois, but calls Portland, TN home now. She is an avid reader, coffee addict, and loves her day job working at the local public library. Though her true passion is in creating her own worlds, characters, and stories for her readers.

 

#WOTR #Review – Georgina (Lady Archer’s Creed #2) by #USAT author Amanda Mariel

Georgina (Lady Archer's Creed #2)

A love of archery brings four young girls together to form The Lady Archer’s Creed. Through their mutual love of the sport, they solidify an unbreakable bond, and each woman has a unique quality that adds to their dynamic friendship:

Theodora, Lady Archer’s Creed Series (Book One)
Lady Theodora with her sharp mind and love of academics becomes the perfect archery coach. Despite being the last to join their group, and the obvious outcast, she will risk her future for her friends.

Georgina, Lady Archer’s Creed Series (Book Two)
Lady Georgina makes the perfect financier. The forgotten daughter of a wealthy duke, she seeks to belong to something—or someone—by any means necessary.

Adeline, Lady Archer’s Creed Series (Book Three)
Miss Adeline is a natural leader. Having grown up in a large and often spirited family, she now allows no one to place her in the shadows.
Josephine, Lady Archer’s Creed Series (Book Four)

Lady Josephine, having a sweet and impressionable nature, strives to please everyone—and keep their bond intact, even after they return to London for the Season.

Adeline, Georgie, Theo, and Josie live each day by the Lady Archer’s Creed, which they developed during their school days at Miss Emmeline’s School of Education and Decorum for Ladies of Outstanding Quality. “Friendship, loyalty, and honor above all” is their mantra. Now, as they face the challenges that come with adulthood, the creed is more important than ever.

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AHHH!!  I love this series!!  The ladies are so not your regular, run of the mill historical heroines and THAT makes them so fun and feisty with a side of sassy!  Hello!! She grabs and kisses him people!!  Ladies most certainly don’t do that!!  LOL

Georgina, like the other ladies, has a story and secrets to tell us.  She has loved Felton all her life but was rebuffed by him before entering boarding school.  We see a brief flashback before the jump into the here and now of the story.

Georgina and the other 2 unmarried ladies are looking to gain some “coin” when she finds herself in front of her lost love.  She is stunned her heart starts to beat so fast for him even though it’s been ages since they have seen each other.  Felton can’t believe she is there in his arms but why is she angry at him???  He is stunned that she can’t stay out of his mind even though he is desperate to get rid of her.

The couple must deal with their past, her awful stepmother, her stern father, his families lost lands and them pushing away from each other at every turn.  I loved the story and wish it had been a little bit longer so we had more of a back story of the couple.   It is a great story to read for all you historical readers like me!!

USA Today Bestselling, Amazon All Star author Amanda Mariel dreams of days gone by when life moved at a slower pace. She enjoys taking pen to paper and exploring historical time periods through her imagination and the written word.

 

#Review #ReleaseBlitz – Big Bad Bite Return by Jessie Lane

Big Bad Bite Returned

Jenna O’Conner and Adam McPhee are happily mated … Or are they?
While Jenna happily wears Adam’s mating mark, she has yet to give Adam one in return.
Adam doesn’t want to pressure his mate, but not receiving one is starting to wear on him.
After Jenna is attacked while on the job as a SWAT officer, they are forced to reevaluate their relationship.
The time has come. Jenna needs to decide if her mate is going to get the big bad bite.
*This is a 10,000 word short story that takes place after Big Bad Bite and Walk On The Striped Side!*

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Finally, our hottie shifters are back!!

This is a super short and sweet reintroduction to our characters from the series.  WE are hanging with Alpha, Adam and his mate, Jenna.  Jenna is a totally feisty heroine who is on the SWAT team.  When her and her partner Kent get called in to defuse a situation, she gets injured.

Alpha Adam can’t handle the fact he might lose the love of his life and if she does die he will be left without someone she promised him when they were first mated……Adam is Mr. Pouty pants until Jenna can figure out what is missing from her relationship after she injury.

What I am excited about is this book is leading up to the next installment of the series!!

I received a copy of this book for an honest review.

I was thrilled when I saw this was coming out.  I have been waiting so long for these shifters.  I loved being able to see Alpha Adam, Jenna who is the tough tenacious member of the SWAT team and even her partner the demon.

When Jenna and Kent are called out on assignment to defuse a gunman Jenna is hurt in the processes. Adam is beside himself when he realizes he could have lost her for a second time makes him want Jenna to fulfill her promise to him. However, he does not what to push her into doing what she promised but for her to decide on her own.  Only problem is the longer it takes her for figure it out the more he sulks about it. Jenna is trying to heal and get better but with Adam being down right pouty about something that she is left to figure out on her own is trying.

I cannot wait for the next book to come out.  I have been waiting for a certain Demon’s story and we are about to get it.  This was a great re-intro to these wonderful characters and a great lead into the next book.

Jessie Lane is a best-selling author of Paranormal and Contemporary Romance, as well as, Upper YA Paranormal Romance/Fantasy.

She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in-the-making and her over protective alpha husband that she’s pretty sure is a latent grizzly bear shifter. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them.

She’s also a proud member of the Romance Writers of America (RWA).

 

#WOTR #CoverReveal – Found Underneath by KL Kreig

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Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 30, 2017

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BLURB

It began as a ruse.

Take a girlfriend. Divert the press from the fucked up mess that’s my family until my father is re-elected. Stage a public breakup. Move on.

Only that brilliant plan went straight south the moment I set eyes on Willow Blackwell.

I found her.

My center. My future. A soulmate with the will of a mule and the mouth of a harpy.

I now want things I never wanted before. Permanent kinds of things.

Only Fate—and her ex—have other plans for us.

In some sort of cosmic impossibility, our lives unknowingly intersected years before when tragedy befell both our families. Once the devastating truth is finally revealed, the future I’d found in her will come crashing down around us and for the first time in my life I’m completely helpless.

I may very well lose the only woman I’ve ever loved to a past neither of us saw coming.

*warning: 18+ only. Contains foul language, explicit sex and a hot alpha (or two, or three). NOTE: This is NOT a standalone. It’s the conclusion to LOST IN BETWEEN, which MUST be read first.

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As a USA Today Bestselling author, I write stories that are deeply emotional with flawed characters, because humans ARE flawed and if we read about perfect characters living in their perfect world, first of all, snoozer, but secondly, we never experience the gratification of redemption.

Outside of writing, I’m just a regular ol’ Midwest girl who likes Game of Thrones and am obsessed with Modern Family and The Goldbergs. I run, I eat, I run, I eat. It’s a vicous cycle. I love carbs, but there’s love-hate relationship with my ass and thighs. Mostly hate. I like a good cocktail (oh hell…who am I kidding? I love any cocktail). I’m a huge creature of habit, but I’ll tell you I’m flexible. I read every single day and if I don’t get a chance…watch the hell out. My iPad and me: BFFs. I’m direct and I make no apologies for it. I swear too much. I love alternative music and in my next life I want to be a bad-ass female rocker. I hate, hate, hate spiders, telemarketers, liver, acne, winter and loose hairs that fall down my shirt (don’t ask, it’s a thing).

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