I wrote a little six book series called Lakehouse Security. The last book, Repeating Love, came out last month in
October. In that series one of the main characters is the head of a secret
government team called Demon Elite. I
decided to do a spin-off series. The first book of the series is called Crash and will be available through
eXtasy Books at the beginning of the year.
WIP Excerpt
Elijah’s hands shook as he smiled at the
big man and then at the Finnigan. The big man grinned, wrapping an arm around
Elijah’s waist and pulling him into their little web of iniquity. “Hi.”
“Hello gorgeous,” The big man said and
kissed him, trusting his tongue into Elijah’s mouth right away. Elijah was more
of the let’s-get-to-know-each-other kind of person, not to mention he didn’t
really want to make-out with anyone. There was something about being forced
into this situation that made him not want to be touched by anyone, including
this man that was oblivious to his current situation.
The man pulled back when Elijah didn’t
respond. “I’m sorry. It has nothing to do with you. Not in the mood like I
thought, I guess,” Elijah said immediately. Yeah, there really was something
about being forced into a situation that left him feeling less than horny at
the moment. He knew he was supposed to be leading them on. Well, at least he
was supposed to be leading the smaller man on, not that he was even remotely
close to Elijah’s type and he strongly suspected, based on the look of the big
man, the feeling was mutual. Honestly the big man was closer to Elijah’s type
than just about anyone in here and under different circumstances he might have
gone for it.
The guy shrugged his shoulders and let him
go. He leaned into the smaller man, who winked at Elijah right before kissing
the big man again.
Elijah stood next to them and looked around
for Uncle Samuel’s men. He figured he had approximately ten more minutes before
Jasper would be in there looking for him, before he’d officially become a
criminal.
Elijah moved in closer to the smaller man
when he saw Jasper enter the club. He looked emotionless from the distance of
the dance floor. He said something to a man going out the door and the man
pointed to the back of the room.
Elijah gripped the smaller man’s arm,
pulling him closer instinctively. “Hey man, that hurts,” the man said, breaking
the kiss. He scowled at Elijah.
Elijah let him go. Elijah leaned into him,
whispering in his ear. “Please. They’re going to take you. You have to leave
now.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” The
smaller man asked, looking just a little pissed off.
“You’re Finnigan O’Reilly, right?”
“Just Finn,” he said and wiped his mouth
off with the back of his hand. He looked at Elijah with suspicion.
“You have to go. Now.”
Finn laughed nervously. “Why would I do
that?”
“Someone in your family paid my uncles a
lot of money to put you in one of those reform brainwash church places. You
know the ones I mean.”
Finn nodded, his brow creasing with concern
and he paled. “My parents would do something like that. They talked about it.”
“My uncles will kill you.” Elijah pulled at
his arm again, when his cousin finally spotted him. “Please. You have to
leave.”
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