Fierce Update

Fierce is the second book in the Storm MC series and is due out in February.

I don't have a set date for it yet but as soon as I do, I will let you know.

Also, the cover reveal is coming soon.

Synopsis

She’s everything he’s never wanted. He’s everything she’s never known.

Scott Cole is a force to be reckoned with. As Vice President of the Storm Motorcycle Club he carries out his duties with a ruthless determination. He moves through life with a clear agenda - protect his club and his family at all costs.

He is intense.

He is loyal.

He is fierce.

He doesn’t give his love easily, but when he does, he loves fiercely. Settling down, however, has never been part of his plan. 

Harlow James is a country girl who has never met a biker in her life. She is also done with men. In her experience all they ever do is lie, cheat or steal. When she meets Scott Cole she knows he is heartbreak on legs. 

He is confident.

He is sexy.

He is bossy.

She knows she must fight her growing attraction to this complex man in order to guard her heart. When his world crashes into hers and danger comes calling, Scott’s fierce desire to protect kicks in and Harlow realises that she might just have found a man worth taking a risk on.

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And, here's a little teaser for you.  It's a fun part with Scott ;)

               She was chatting with Stoney and grinned at me like an idiot when she saw me.  “Stoney was just telling me how you got drunk last night and - ”

               I cut her off and glared at Stoney.  “Thanks, asshole.  You wait your fucking turn.  Payback’s a bitch.”

                Madison was pissing herself laughing now.  “Seriously good shit, Scott.  I can’t believe you did that!”

                “You’d better believe he did that.  Our Scotty doesn’t discriminate,” Stoney threw out there.

                “What doesn’t he discriminate against?” J asked, entering the room.

                I threw up my arms.  “Fuck me!  I almost went to town on some dick last night.  How the fuck was I supposed to know she was a he?”

                J, the asshole, started laughing too.  “Fuck, man, I feel your pain.  I often crave a little cock too, brother.  If you feel you need that shit, we won’t judge.”

                I punched him hard in the arm.  “Good one, dickhead,” I retorted, and then directed at Madison, “What did you want to talk to me about?”

                “I just wanted to invite you to a get together at our house on Sunday afternoon,” she answered.

                J made his way to Madison and put his arm around her.  “Although, there’ll be no boys there for you to hook up with so maybe -”

                “I’ll be there,” I muttered and turned to leave.  “Everyone’s a fucking comedian,” I threw over my shoulder as I left.  I could hear them all laughing as I walked towards the front door.  I’d never fucking live it down.