Excerpt
ARE YOU READY TO RAGE?
“What you don’t seem to understand is all
that matters right now is standing right fucking here,” Nolan
said, his voice thick and deep. His eyes were the darkest I’d ever seen them,
glimmering with wicked intent. One side of his full lips curled upward in a
devilish smirk. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I was consumed by him. Or
at least, from the way he continued to fuck me with his eyes, I knew I was
about to be.
Nolan
took a step forward and I took two back. Our little dance made him chuckle, the
sound coming from deep within his throat. With just that little laugh my
insides clenched so hard I gasped. Nolan’s smirk grew into a knowing smile. His
eyes darted to the space between my legs where my shorts had ridden up,
exposing every inch of my shaking thighs.
He licked
his bottom lip, tracing it with the tip of his tongue. My inner battle raged on
between wanting to run away from him, and wanting to run straight into him.
Although, it wasn’t like it mattered which option won out in the end. The pier
was narrow, and Nolan was blocking my only way out.
He
reached down and unbuckled his belt, sliding it out through the loops. Folding
it in half, he snapped the leather together. The sound an echoing crack through
the damp night air.
Our dance
continued as he took another step toward me and I again retreated. “Since you
don’t seem to feel the same way, let me tell you what’s going to happen right
now,” Nolan started.
“I’m
going to make you come on my fingers.” Step. “On my tongue.” Step. “And around
my cock.” His last step closed the space between us. My back hit the railing,
trapping me between the end of the pier and his hard wall of a chest. My
breathing became even more labored, my chest rising and falling in quick
succession against his. Pressing against my stomach I could feel the heat of
his hard cock through the worn fabric of his jeans. My nipples hardened as the
ache in my core grew into need. “I’m going to fuck you. Hard. And I’m not going
to stop fucking you until you realize that this shit between us is all that
matters.”
That’s
when I realized there would be no escaping this time.
From him.
From
this.
From us.
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Blurb
They call me Rage.
My real name is like a shadow, always
close behind, but never quite able to catch up.
I fly under the radar because no one ever
suspects I m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every
day.
You see, I m a girl. I m nineteen.
And I'm a killer.
This life is all I know. It s all I want
to know. It keeps the s**t buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live
without thinking too much.
Without dwelling on the past.
Until him.
It all changes when an ordinary boy
becomes my next target.
And my first love.
I have to choose.
The only life I ve ever known has to die,
or he does.
Either way, I ll be the one pulling the
trigger...
All the Rage is a STANDALONE
About the Author
T.M. (Tracey
Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three
feisty fur kids.
She
attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public
speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she
decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and
pursue writing seriously.
In the
third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave
reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only
took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will
not be about hamsters.
THANK YOU!
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