Rolling Thunder Motorcycle Club
Bash, Vol 1
Publisher: Excessica
Date of publication: October 16, 2015
Angelica was
raised not only as a biker’s daughter, but as Bud’s daughter — the president of
the Atlanta RTMC, which meant she also had dozens of ‘uncles’ who made sure she
was safe, happy, loved, secure.
Needless to
say, her virginity was still solidly intact when she left for college.
She goes to
school up north, where no one knows she’s a biker’s daughter at heart, and
thoroughly enjoys her time as a civilian. She gets rid of her pesky virginity
right away, but is mostly a good girl while she buckles down to get her degree,
staying at school even during the summers to take as many classes as she can
fit in.
She’s a
different person when she comes home with her Master’s degree, and in spite of
her intention to remain a civilian, some of the bikers don’t seem so much like
uncles, anymore.
Warning: Lots of hot sex, a touch of BDSM,
and an abundance of bad-ass werewolf bikers who are used to getting their way.
Rolling Thunder Motorcycle Club
Bash, Vol 2
Publisher: Excessica
Date of publication: November 9, 2015Will Bud want to tear Bash to pieces? How is Dawg going to fit into all of this? Will the Disciples retaliate? And now that the District Attorney is in Angelica’s life, can she get him out?
Bash may
have claimed her in both wolf and human form, but Angelica isn't likely to just
roll over and show him her belly every time he gives her an order. One night of
incredible sex doesn’t mean the relationship will be smooth sailing. They both
want it to work, though, and they’re both used to getting what they want.
Warning: A touch more BDSM, tons of raw
kink, blazing hot sex, danger, intrigue, and there might even be a sexy ménage.
Publisher: Excessica
Date of publication: November 20, 2015
Will Angelica save herself, or will she have to be saved? Either way, knowing what Bud and Bash are capable of, do we want to know the repercussions?
Follow
Bash, Angelica, and the rest of the MC for the exciting conclusion.
Warning: BDSM activities,
intense kink, blazing hot ménage sex, smoldering couple’s sex, danger,
intrigue, and more alpha werewolf bad-asses than you’d want to shake a stick
at.
This
is the final installment of a three book story, with a happy ending and no
cliffhangers.
Excerpt from Volume III
Eight years ago
Angelica
Kayla met me in the bathroom after last period, and watched as I changed out of my super tiny mini-skirt into jeans. God, if my dad saw me in this skirt he’d have an aneurism.
“I can’t believe you lost Brain. God, Ang, he’s the best biker-bitch you’ve had yet.”
Speaking of aneurisms, my dad nearly had one when he found out Kayla called me Ang. He calls me Angel, but says no one else is allowed to shorten my name. One of the reasons I love Kayla is she isn’t afraid of my dad, or any of the other bikers, and she just kept calling me what she wanted.
I shrugged as I buttoned my jeans and stowed the skirt in my backpack. “I got one of the new guys, I’ve only met him a couple of times. He looks like he’s pissed at the world, and I seriously doubt he’s going to be any fucking help at all with my calculus or chemistry homework.”
“He have a cool name?” she asked as we left the bathroom.
“Bash, and best I can tell, it isn’t ‘cause he’s bashful. And damn, the boy is beautiful.” And he’d be so fucking pissed if he knew I’d called him a boy.
“How you gonna break him in?”
I shook my head. “Haven’t decided. He’s actually kinda scary, even for one of my dad’s men. Also, I don’t think he’s that much older than us. I know when he first came, he couldn’t have even the prospect patch yet, ’cause he wasn’t old enough. They treated him like one, which had to suck, but he didn’t get his first patch until a few weeks ago, so I think he just turned eighteen.”
“You know his story?”
I shook my head. “He has a fucked up accent though. He isn’t from around here.”
Kayla showed the assistant principal the note from her mom saying she could ride home with me, and he waved us to the RTMC vehicle waiting in the car line.
I got into the front passenger seat and settled my backpack at my feet as I put my seatbelt on and told him, “Bash, meet Kayla. She’s my BFF and you’re her ride now, too. Not just mine.”
He breathed deep, and I assumed he’d just realized she’s human and not wolf, and I added, “We have a problem, you take care of her first, then me. I can handle myself a few minutes, but she isn’t a fighter. Get me?”
He pulled forward and glanced in his rear view mirror at Kayla before looking forward again. “My orders are to keep you safe, Princess.”
I sighed and leaned my head back, looking at the road instead of him. “Those are your orders from my dad. Thing is, I can make your life a living hell if I want, or I can help make this a cushy assignment until you get your patch. I’ve grown up in the club, I know the drill. When Kayla and I became best friends in the fourth grade, our dads had a talk. Their agreement was she’d come to the house, but never to the club, and there’d be no parties at our house when she’s over. She hasn’t been around ya’ll much at all. Her parents have met my prospect chauffeurs over the years, and they’re mostly chilled about it now, but they’ll need to meet you sometime this week.”
“Basically,” Kayla said from the backseat, “you’re our bitch now. You’re our ride when we need one, and you go get stuff we need, even if it’s tampons at two in the morning. You’ll carry our packages for us when we go shopping at the mall, and if we ask if our ass looks fat when we try on clothes, you’ll be honest and tell it to us straight from a guy’s perspective.”
“And not,” I added, my voice low and deep, “from my father’s viewpoint.” I held my wolf in, so I didn’t growl at him in front of Kayla. “I know you’re supposed to cock-block us, but I also know you can’t actually hurt any of the guys.” He held his hand up, thinking he could silence me, and I said, “Fuck you, asshole. I’ll talk when I fuckin’ want to.”
Candace Blevins is a southern girl who loves to
travel the world. She lives with her husband of 17 years and their two
daughters. When not working or driving kids all over the place she can be found
reading, writing, meditating, or swimming.
Candace writes BDSM Romance, Urban Fantasy,
Paranormal Romance, and is currently writing a kick-ass Motorcycle Club series.
Her Safeword Series gives us characters who happen
to have some extreme kinks. Relationships can be difficult enough without
throwing power exchange into the mix, and her books show characters who care
enough about each other to fight to make the relationship work. Each book in
the Safeword series highlights a couple with a different BDSM issue to resolve.
Her urban fantasy series, Only Human, gives us a
world where weredragons, werewolves, werelions, three different species of
vampires, as well as a variety of other mythological beings exist.
Candace's two paranormal romance series, The
Chattanooga Supernaturals and The Rolling Thunder Motorcycle Club, are both
sister series to the Only Human series, and give some secondary characters
their happily ever after.
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