Suddenly, pain shot through the back of my neck. Was that a street? No sounds of cars graced my ears, but I could see an opening in the dark woods. Look at the stupid woman running for her life.įinally, after what felt like hours, I saw a light. But no matter how hard or how fast I ran, I sensed that something was chasing me. Terror gripped my soul in a vice-like grip. The moon was high in the sky so it had to be sometime during the early morning hours.Īlthough it was warm out, ice-cold fear tugged at my spine. My mind was blank while I tried forming thoughts on what I was doing out so late. The sounds of the woods around me were eerily calm for it being well into the night. My dress became tattered, ripping as the debris sliced through the fabric. Tree branches snapped back at me as I ran through them. My muscles were trying to weigh me down after running for a while. All I knew was that I was running from something. Sticks dug into my feet, the pain slicing through me, but no matter how much agony it caused, I ran faster and faster. WIND WHIPPED AROUND me, slapping me in the face and cutting into my skin like broken shards of glass. I would be there if she needed me but, other than that, I would be moving on. I had meant every word in the letter I left for Brogan. “Good.” He put on his helmet and revved the engine on his own machine. I chuckled, shaking my head, and started up my bike. “Stop staring at my gorgeous face and answer my question,” he teased, giving me a wink. He preferred to hide on the sidelines but, after I pretty much gave him no choice, he agreed to be my VP. The guy had been with me since the beginning, only just becoming my vice-president a year ago. “She’s going to kick your ass,” Catch told me as I slipped onto my Harley. After all of the shit I had been through, I would go through all of it a million times over before giving Brogan away again. Walking her down the aisle and giving her to someone else was the hardest thing I had ever done. The large fucker who I refused to go toe-to-toe with. I honestly thought at one point that we would drive off into the sunset and never look back. Even though she was my stepsister, we had been through so much together. Maybe by the end of my story, you’ll at least not loathe me so much.ĪS SOON AS I dropped the letter off, I left.īrogan Tapp was the only woman I had ever loved. I also know that I’ve done some things for you to feel this way. These guys and girls are nothing like I’ve written before but I think you’ll like them. I hope you enjoy Greyson and the crew as much as I do. Thank you for your support and thank you for reading my books and/or sharing all of my posts. There are too many of you to name but know that I hold each of you in my heart. I love you girl!!Īuthors, bloggers, every single one of you. Not only are you my publicist but I consider you family. For being one of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. For listening to me when I need a shoulder. Thank you for helping me chose an image for the cover and thank you for everything. Thank you as always for helping me fix up my books!!Ĭhristine Stanley. You know what you did and I seriously can’t thank you enough. You are amazing and I couldn’t do this without your editing expertise. Thank you for helping me make Greyson so much better than he was before. As long as you keep reading, I’ll keep writing.Īngie Stanton, Christina Gwin and Jennifer Scarn. My girls and guys (I know there are a few of you who are Jems). So first and foremost, I NEED to thank my readers. And I can only hope that I keep getting better after this story and with the ones that follow. This story challenged me in a way I never thought would happen as an author. But I had NO idea what that story would consist of. And then he made a BIG appearance in the King’s Harlots series and I knew, finally, that he needed his own story. I didn’t know much about him but he kept popping up every now and again. Greyson Mercer came to me in 2014 as a side character. So I guess I’m just going to wing it and ramble. Usually I know right away what I want to write but for the first time in 5 years, my mind is drawing a blank. Thank you for driving me crazy and for keeping me on my toes on a daily basis. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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