Excerpt Reveal; All the Rage
Excerpt
“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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