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.
Are you ready to meet Rage?
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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.
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