Authors: Colleen Masters,Celia Loren
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Genre Fiction, #Coming of Age, #Romance, #Contemporary, #Multicultural, #New Adult & College, #Multicultural & Interracial
Circle of Death (28 page)
About the Author
Colleen Masters grew up in Central Jersey, and studied Theatre Arts and English at Monmouth University. (Going to college right next to the beach? Hell yes :D) Her dream has always been to make a profession out of writing, so she moved to NYC five years ago and has been working her butt off to make that dream come true ever since. Right now, she lives on the Upper East Side with her darling fiancé and their corgi, Frodo. (Bit of a lit nerd, what can she say?) All of her friends get such a kick out of her “survival job,” but she doesn’t really see writing as a day job at all–it’s way too fun for that!
Her books are truly a labor of love, and she’s so happy to share them with so many readers.
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OTHER BOOKS BY COLLEEN MASTERS:
Impossibly (Dante’s Nine MC)
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Imperfectly (Dante’s Nine MC)
by Colleen Masters
Impulsively (Dante’s Nine MC)
by Colleen Masters
Faster Harder
(Take Me... #1)
by Colleen Masters
Faster Deeper
(Take Me... #2)
by Colleen Masters
Faster Longer
(Take Me... #3)
by Colleen Masters
Faster Hotter
(Take Me...#4)
by Colleen Masters
If you enjoyed Colleen Masters' Circle of Death (The Depraved Club)
Then you'll also enjoy reading
Death Layer (The Depraved Club)
by Celia Loren.
Read below for an excerpt!!
From The Novel “
Death Layer (The Depraved Club)
”
by Celia Loren…
Jack snaps his fingers and the giant bouncers lift me to my feet and toss me on Bane’s bed. I land with a whimper and instinctively curl up into a ball, trembling violently. The sheets still smell of sex and booze—and man.
“Jesus Christ,” Bane explodes, his voice dripping with venom. “What, you want me to rape her in front of you? Is that your new definition of brotherhood?”
I feel a dip on the mattress and hands on my hair as my head is jerked up. Both my hands clutch at the arm that’s lifting me, scratching with my nails. I throw my weight in every direction I can think of.
“No!” I cry, sobbing. “Please!”
“Knock it off.” Bane hisses. He gives me a harsh shake, jarring my aching head. “Fuck, now I’m bleeding. Great.”
Bane is kneeling beside me, displaying my face to the room. His hands are rough in my hair and the sinews of his forearms are achingly close. My body goes cold, then hot, as I realize that I am inches away from probably two hundred pounds of naked, powerful, seething testosterone.
And there’s no possible escape.
As he looks at me, his mouth flattens into a thin line. He doesn’t look at all pleased.
“She’s just a kid,” Bane grunts. “Terrified. This make you hard, Jack, you sick son of a bitch? Huh?”
Inevitably, my eyes flit back to his naked groin and I swallow, reddening. Taking a deep breath, I look up and meet his eyes. There’s a flash of something that passes between us, though I can’t say what. But neither of us looks away and he cocks his head to the side, studying me.
Something lights in his eyes, a question? His mouth opens. He pulls me imperceptibly closer and frowns down at me, as if reconsidering, and I shudder to my very core.
My body responds to his proximity in spite of my terror and fear, an explosion of heat radiating between my legs against my will. I can’t understand it—I am so turned on. More frightened than I have ever been, yes, but somehow aroused. I can feel his breath on the side of my face. He’s all muscle, cut and wiry. Instinct tells me he knows how to use every inch of that body of his. My heart is pounding so hard that I can hear it in my ears.
Bane must be able to hear it too.
Death Layer (The Depraved Club)
by Celia Loren now available on Amazon!
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