Scorpio Stinger MC – Two Worlds Colliding
Book 1

Target release date: 18 March 2014 
All any man ever wants, is to know that he can take care of his woman.
     Protect her, provide for her, look after her needs and desires.
     That’s enough. Right?
     It matters where they come from.
     It matters who their family is.
     Especially when it’s from polar opposite worlds.
     Opposites attract. Ryder and Jade are drawn to one another like magnets.
     The Princess and the Biker.
     They fall in lust – hard.
     But is it strong enough to lead to love when everything is stacked against them?
     Will Jade follow her heart or her head?
     Ryder OR her family.
     Can Ryder forget his allegiance to his brothers and his club to have his Princess?
     Jade OR his family.
     Is Jade worth fighting for?
     What happens when Ryder and Jade’s two worlds collide?
     Is what they have strong enough to overcome the odds?
     Or will their worlds destroy one another and rip them apart.
     Is the ultimate price too high?

Full length standalone novel continuing Ryder & Jade’s story. 

Ryder: Scorpio Stinger MC

All Jade ever wants is an intelligent, well-mannered, and highly educated man like her daddy. One who has stellar career prospects as he climbs the corporate ladder to success. A good provider who will give her a stable life and a gorgeous house in the right neighborhood. A charmed life.
     Everything orderly and well balanced.
     Her perfect match.
     What she doesn’t want is a smartass, cocky, rough-around-the-edges biker. One who has tattoos and piercings, and looks like a sex god. One who is demanding and controlling. The ultimate alpha male who storms into her life and shakes her to the core. Who won’t take no for an answer.
     Jade never saw it coming. Ryder is the one man she can’t resist. He shows her what she really needs. Him.
     Jade is the quintessential good girl. But what if she discovers that her perfect world isn’t as great as she believes it to be?
     Underneath the layer of propriety, is there a naughty girl waiting to break free. Is Ryder the man to show her how?

All Ryder wants is inner peace. Freedom from the hatred churning in his gut.
     Since his mother deserted him, his life has turned to shit.
     He’s killed a man, lost his brother and fought for his survival. All before turning twelve.
     Saved by Razor and Cobra, sons of the Scorpio Stinger MC, he owes his life and allegiance to them. The MC is his only family. One he will serve and protect till his dying breath.
     What he doesn’t need in his life is a smart mouthed woman who thinks she’s better than him. One who pushes every one of his buttons. One who challenges him to want to be more than a drifter. One who makes him question everything he’s ever known.
     Ryder never saw it coming. He can’t get Jade out of his head. She shows him what he really wants. Her.

Two worlds colliding. Can they make it work? Or will it tear them apart?
     Ryder wants Jade beneath him. Submitting to him and only him.
     “I’m addicted to the taste of you, baby. Your skin. Your mouth. Your pussy. Give it to me. All of it. I want it all.” ~ Ryder
     Jade has other plans that don’t include badass biker boys.
     “A perfect man is non-existent. So I wasn’t waiting for a perfect man. I was just waiting for the man who was perfect for me.” ~ Jade
     Can two people, so different in every way, find love?

The Prequel is a novella, and continues in Scorpio Stinger MC: Two Worlds Colliding (Book 1)
Release Date: 18 March 2014

The Prequel also ties in with the Firebird Series: characters from 'Lost in France' appear in this prequel.
(If you would like to read more about Max, Ryder's half brother, and Rebecca, Jade's cousin, you will enjoy Lost In France.)

PLEASE: Do NOT read this book if explicit language or overt sexual situations are not your thing.
This is a prequel. Purpose: to give background on the characters - why they are the way they are.
It is purely FICTION.

Ryder unapologetically has a foul mouth and a dirty mind and doesn't think much of women after being deserted by his mother as a kid - he's an alpha male MC biker - one who had a ROUGH expect BAD things in his past... and the way he talks reflects's what makes him the person he is...if you can handle that, he would love to meet you...

Lost in France

Lost. The one thing I’ve wanted above everything else was taken from me in one night. My dreams were shattered forever because of one irreversible mistake.
     There was nothing I could do about it.
     I’d lost everything.
     So I did what I always do. I ran.
     To another continent.
     To France.
     To start over.

God knows, I needed a new beginning; a new job, a new life. To find what I truly wanted…needed…craved. Myself. And a man of my own.

My French man found me. He was perfect.
     Or…was he...
     Alain du Bois had a secret. One that could destroy what we had even before we had a chance to find love.
     And why was my new boss, Maxwell Grant, the arrogant and demanding CEO of Grant Global, fixated on me?

Would I find myself in France?
     Would I get what I desperately wanted?
     Or was I jumping from one hotter than hell fire into another?

I ate with gusto; French food was famous for a reason. Alain cocked his head, his one eyebrow lifted as he gazed at me. I couldn’t place his expression – was it amusement?
     “Another thing I really like about you –” he chuckled as he leaned over to wipe the sauce from my chin. There is more than one thing he likes about me?
     He placed the serviette back on the table. “French women don’t eat much. They just pick at their food. It’s such a waste of time … spending hours in the kitchen.” His grin widened as his gaze raked up and down my body, then settled on my mouth. “I would love to cook for you at my chateau. And watch you enjoy every morsel.”
     A tempting invitation indeed.
     Lowering his voice he continued, “Watching you eat with such joy is very sensual, Mademoiselle Clarke, it really turns me on.”
     What? How could my eating have that kind of effect on him?  He was so easy to please. My previous boyfriends had always frowned upon my appetite, worried that I may add a few pounds to my already full and buxom frame.
     He leaned over and brushed his lips over mine, his tongue rimming my lips. “I could just eat you now,” he murmured at the corner of my mouth. I spluttered, fully comprehending his innuendo. People in the restaurant were staring at us, a knowing smile on most of their faces.
     “Alain! Not here!” I could have saved my breath. He threw back his head and a deep guttural laugh escaped his lips, creasing the corners of his eyes.
     “Oh Mademoiselle, it is not possible – to not touch you. You are in for a treat this afternoon, I am going to delight you in ways you have never experienced before.”
     I wasn’t sure I wanted to understand that last comment, so I returned my focus to my delicious food, aware of an awkward warmth spreading up from my chest to my cheeks. For goodness sake, I really had to stop this blushing thing. My cheeks were permanently flushed lately…
     As if he read my thoughts, Alain gently brushed my cheek with the back of his hand. How could the simple act of eating – in a public place – be so damn erotic? He had me all hot and flustered and we hadn’t even begun sightseeing yet. A swarm of butterflies were doing a jig in my stomach, my appetite for food gone.
     After paying the bill, Alain took hold of my hand and lead me outside. He tilted his head toward the limo. “Dessert will be served in there.”
     Once settled inside, Alain pulled a bottle of cognac from the small bar and half-filled a crystal glass with the amber liquid. He expertly swirled the glass before taking a deep sniff, his nostrils slightly flared. My self-appointed French tour guide was beyond hot as his eyes gleamed wildly, everything about him dangerous and seductive.
     Gazing into my eyes from below a curtain of thick black lashes, he took a sip from the glass. Mesmerized, I held my breath and watched as he leaned over and gently parted my lips with his tongue, squirting the warm liquid into my mouth. My senses went into overdrive. I eagerly swallowed the fiery ambrosia – it warmed me all the way to my belly. My eyelids grew heavy and fluttered closed.
     Completely lost to this man’s lips, I leaned back as he kissed my neck, his breath warm on my skin. I moaned softly as his weight pushed me further into the plush leather seat. His erection pulsed against my hip, causing an equal throbbing ache and dampness between my legs. My need for him grew as his tongue plunged into my mouth – I wanted him – badly.
     The limo’s engine cut. Alain pulled away. No! Don’t stop now. Please!
     My eyes flew opened. Bewildered, I stared at the most familiar iron structure in the world.
     “Our first stop this afternoon.” Gaston, the chauffeur, smiled.
     “We will continue this up there,” Alain whispered; his voice low and husky, his eyes on fire.

Open your Eyes

Is it possible to find your soul mate, the one person who can look into your eyes and see deep into your soul, everything you are and everything you desire…
     Just when Natalie thought her chance at ever finding lasting love was over, she meets a charmingly seductive stranger in an art gallery. She wants him as much as he wants her. Their steamy holiday romance sweeps her off her feet, showing her that the kind of love she craves is very possible. She starts falling for the dark handsome bachelor, Nicholas Gallagher, but Fate has other plans which place Natalie at a crossroad.
     Her jealous ex-husband wants her back…
She must make a choice that will tear her apart. Will Natalie make the right decision? Will she get her chance at love and happiness? Or does that only happen in fairy tales?
     Natalie must choose. Between what she believes is the right thing to do, her strongly held values, her dreams for her family. Or will she choose to find her ultimate heart’s desire with the one man that really sees her.

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