Lawless is book three in the King Series
and is Bear and Thia’s raw, and gritty tale!
Thia is prim and proper.
Bear is leather and lawless.
It will never work between them.
It’s a lie they almost believe.
“I’m going to remember this as the worst time in my entire life. The very worst.” She shook her head. “There is nothing I can do to change that. Girls my age are playing sports, going to dances and parties, kissing boys. And that’s never been me. I’ve had a full time job at the grove and a part time job at the Stop-N-Shop. I’ve done nothing over the last few years except work my ass off and watch my family fall apart. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse…now all this.” She waived around to the house and to me and let out an awkward laugh. She took another hit off the bowl, passing it back to me. Her coughing much less than it was on her first try.
“Ti, how old are you?” I asked, clearing my throat as I ventured into territory I knew I shouldn’t. She was a pistol, even if she was a sad one, but there was a wave of innocence about her that had me both feeling bad for her and salivating for a taste of her.
This is for her, not you. I told myself. It was only a partial lie.
“Seventeen,” She said, sniffling. “Eighteen soon.”
“You ever been kissed?” I asked, her eyes met mine. “And not a peck on the cheek or a brief smack of the lips, but a real fucking kiss? One that leaves you without air in you lungs and your thighs pressing together in search of more?” I said, my voice coming out deep and strained. My cock coming alive at the thought of tracing my tongue along her pump lips.
“Why?” She whispered, and as soon as the words left her mouth I knew there would be no coming back from what I was about to do.
I pushed off the fire pit and pulled her up off the chair, pressing her tits into my chest and my straining cock against her stomach. I tipped her chin up and looked into her confused emerald greens. She followed my thumb with her eyes as I traced her bottom lip. There were too many lines marring her face, questioning what it was I was up to. I knew she would try to pull away at any second, try to stop me. But it was too late for that.
I was beyond stopping.
Just one taste.
“Answer the question,” I pressed.
“No,” she said with a slight shake of her head, and before she could try to argue, I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers.
I was already going to hell.
Might as well enjoy the ride there.
A 10 year old pink haired girl.
A Beach Bastard.
A false promise.
Barely legal age but yet living as an adult since the age of 10 and within a few short hours it is all shot to hell, literally. Meet Thia. She has pink hair, takes care of her family’s orange grove and has just walked into her mother’s ultimate break down. She has a ring that was given to her 7 years ago and a promise was made. Now is the time to collect.
Bear. A bastard, a Beach Bastard. Hard. Grit. Virile. Tortured. Lost.
He is a biker down to his core. One tortured event changed him entirely. He cares about nothing except making it to the bottom of a JD bottle. *Ring Ring* *Ring Ring* Time to make pay the collect. He goes back the one place he swore he never would, home.
We see this hard man (literally, shew!) start to soften (imagine the Grinch at the end). When he sees Thia laying in King’s garage apartment bed in a right state. he doesn’t want to be there, he doesn’t want to help, he just doesn’t BUT he does. He sets his body, mind and possibly heart on the line for this woman.
You feel the tension of the situation pouring off the pages. Each trying to fight to save their lives from the law of the land and the law of the MC.
Sparks fly, panites are dropped, stitches are made, fights are fought, and Preppy is heard. (Yes, Preppy still invades their thoughts, thank you bow tie that he is back.)
Two lost souls + one false promise + one real ring + one hell of a cliffy = you need to read this book!
The finale to Bear and Thia’s epic love story.
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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Signed Copy of Lawless (2 Winners)