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Doe has lost all memory of her past and has been living on the streets ever since she was found in a dumpster. She's taken to a party in hopes of hooking up with a biker who would take her in, but instead she is asked to spend time with King.
King was just released from prison and is trying to adjust to being out and wanting something different with his life. He didn't know that part of the answer to that was Doe. He decides to keep her and she lives with him and his best friend Preppy.
I really loved Preppy. He was totally inappropriate most of the time, but he loved life and those he shared it with. He and King had been best friends since they were children. They became family.
King falls hard for Doe and she fights it for a bit, but holy hell once they give in to their attraction they are scorching hot together. I mean more than a pitcher of ice water to cool down hot. In the process of growing closer, King shares much of his life with her including someone that is very important to him.
And just when you think things are going well there's that whole sock it to you in the stomach cliffhanger ending. I was dying. I can't wait to read what happens next.
I give King 5 hearts!
King was just released from prison and is trying to adjust to being out and wanting something different with his life. He didn't know that part of the answer to that was Doe. He decides to keep her and she lives with him and his best friend Preppy.
I really loved Preppy. He was totally inappropriate most of the time, but he loved life and those he shared it with. He and King had been best friends since they were children. They became family.
King falls hard for Doe and she fights it for a bit, but holy hell once they give in to their attraction they are scorching hot together. I mean more than a pitcher of ice water to cool down hot. In the process of growing closer, King shares much of his life with her including someone that is very important to him.
And just when you think things are going well there's that whole sock it to you in the stomach cliffhanger ending. I was dying. I can't wait to read what happens next.
I give King 5 hearts!
About the Book
Homeless, hungry and desperate enough to steal, Doe has no
memories of who she is or where she comes from.
A notorious career criminal just released from prison, King
is someone you don’t want to cross unless you’re prepared to pay him back in
blood, sweat, pu$$y or a combination of all three.
King’s future hangs in the balance. Doe’s is written in her
past. When they come crashing together, they will have to learn that sometimes
in order to hold on, you have to first let go.
Warning: This book contains graphic violence, consensual and
nonconsensual sex, drug use, abuse, and other taboo subjects and adult subject
matter. Although originally slated to be a standalone, KING is now a two part
series.
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Excerpt
“Hey there,” a deep voice rumbled against my ear.
When I turned around, I was eye level with a wall of leather
with white patches sewn into it. One read VICE PRESIDENT and the other, BEACH
BASTARDS. The man wearing the vest had long blonde hair that draped over to one
side of his head, revealing the shaved area beneath. He had a beard, not
stubble, a full-on beard that was a few inches long and very well groomed. He stood
well over six feet, his frame lean yet very cut and muscular. I couldn’t tell
what color his eyes were because his lids hung heavy and were slightly
reddened. His entire neck was covered with colorful tattoos and when he went to
light a cigarette I noticed that the backs of both of his hands and were
covered in ink as well.
“Hey,” I answered back, trying to assert my newly found
false confidence.
He was beyond attractive. He was gorgeous. If I had to end
up in someone’s bed, I imagined that being in his wouldn’t be half-bad. He
sniffled, drawing attention to the light dusting of white powder trapped in his
nostrils.
“They call me Bear. You belong to anyone?” he asked
seductively, leaning in toward me.
“Maybe…you?” I winced at my choice of words. Of all the
fucking things I could have said, THAT was what came to mind? Stupid fucking
mouth. Nikki was right. I spoke first and thought second.
Bear chuckled. “I’d love that, beautiful, but I got
something else in mind.”
“Oh, yeah? What would that be?” I asked, trying to keep my
tone light although my mind and heart were racing.
“This party? It’s for my buddy. And he was down here for a
total of thirty minutes before he hightailed it upstairs to drown himself in a
bottle of Jack. He’s like a cat in a tree, can’t seem to talk him down. It’s
understandable, seeing as he’s been away a while, but I figure you can help me
out.”
He hooked his finger into the front of my skirt and slowly
dragged me toward him until my nipples were flush up against his chest. He
pressed his fingers into the skin right above my public bone and I resisted the
urge to jump back by biting down on my bottom lip.
“The BBB’s have never really been his thing.” He paused when
he saw the confused look on my face at his abbreviation. “Beach Bastard Bitches.”
He explained. “But you? You’re new. You’re different. You’ve got this cute
little innocent thing going on, but I know you’re not or you wouldn’t be at
this kind of party if that was your deal. I’m thinking he’ll like you.” Bear
brushed his lips against the side of my neck. “So maybe you go up there. Make
him happy for me. Make little him happy by wrapping those gorgeous lips around
his cock for a while. Then when you’re done, bring him back down here to
civilization. And maybe later, if you’re a good girl and do what you’re told,
we can go back to the clubhouse and have some real fun.” He grazed his teeth
along my earlobe. “Think you can you do that for me?”
“Yeah, yeah I can do that,” I said. My skin prickling from
his touch. And I could do it.
I think.
“What’s your name anyway?” Bear’s hand slowly traveled up
the back of my leg, pushing up my skirt, it came to rest on my ass cheek, which
was then exposed to anyone who might have been looking in our direction.
“Doe. My name is Doe,” I breathed.
“Fitting.” He said with a chuckle. “Well, my innocent
looking little Doe.” Bear leaned in close and surprised me by planting a soft
kiss on the corner of my mouth. His lips were soft, and he smelled like laundry
detergent mixed with liquor and cigarettes. I was just beginning to think that
the kiss meant that he’d changed his mind and didn’t want me to send me away to
his friend, but no such luck. He pulled away abruptly and turned me around by
my shoulders so that I was facing the stairs. He swatted me on my ass,
propelling me forward. “Up the stairs you go, sweetheart. Last room at the end
of the hallway. Be good to my boy, and me and you will get to play later.” He
sealed his words with a wink and as I made my way up the stairs I turned back
and flashed him a fake smile. I hoped the guy at the end of the hallway was
like Bear, because then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
Then a thought hit me that had me fighting back the tears
that sprung from my eyes with a sudden force that almost took me to my knees.
I’d officially sold myself, and the price was far more than
any dollar amount.
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.
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