Monday, June 19, 2017
Book Tour + #Giveaway: Grayson by Crimson Syn @CrimsonSyn82 @SDSXXTours
Grayson
A Hell's Lovers MC Romance #2
by
Crimson Syn
Genre: Adult MC Romance
She’s
a wildcat in bed and she’s driving me insane!
Ever
since that first night I can’t get enough of Rahyne Andrews.
Her
kisses, her body, her moans, drive me crazy. I can’t seem to say no
to her.
My
only problem is, that she doesn’t seem to be interested in more
than my body.
And
I’m not about to have my control taken away from me.
She
either bends to my will, or I’m walking.
Grayson
Carter is everything I ever dreamed of and more.
He’s
built like a rock and knows how to satisfy my every need.
But
the last thing I want is to have another failed
relationship.
Especially,
when it involves a member of the Hell’s Lovers.
I’m
the one in control, I’m always in control…
So
why is it that Grayson Carter is the only man who has ever made me
beg for more.
It was late when I entered my apartment. I sank down on the couch and stared out
into the city. I lived in a high rise in downtown L.A., it offered a good view
and it was near the club, I also owned the building. I had a few investments,
mostly in stocks, so I did well for myself. I didn’t really have any family or
anyone I truly cared about, except for Wolf and most recently, Scarlett. I used
to do security for the military, and after retiring, Wolf gave me a place to
stay and opened his doors for me. I was glad to have someone like Wolf. He’d
been a good friend throughout the years. When he took over as President, he
immediately named me VP, and it’s been that way for the last five years. The
brotherhood was my refuge and although we didn’t voice it, we were a pretty
tight knit family.
I stood up and went to grab a beer. I headed
down the hall to my bedroom, where an empty bed awaited me. Usually it didn’t
bother me, but lately I’d been yearning for a warm body to press up against.
Specifically, a voluptuous blonde, with eyes the color of emeralds. My cock
stirred and I sighed as I took a swig of my beer and sat at the edge of the
bed.
Images of Rahyne spread out on my mattress
kept flooding through my mind and they had been non-stop lately. It didn’t
matter where I was or who I was with, I couldn’t get the temptress out of my
head. It was starting to worry me.
I never even thought of settling down. I lived
my life peacefully, went where I wanted, fucked who I wanted, and didn’t give a
shit about anything. But with Rahyne...fuck, I thought my urgency to have her
was just an infatuation-something that would go away in a matter of weeks. Six
months later, and my body still craved hers, more now than ever before. Running
my hands through my hair I fought my desire to go looking for her and I gulped
down my beer.
Lying back on the bed I let her image envelop
me and I pulled out my shaft-hard as a rock as usual-and stroked myself,
remembering the sound of her sweet whispers, and the moans and whimpers I heard
on an almost daily basis. I groaned, imagining the wonderful feeling of her
tight pussy hugging my swollen member. Remembering the way she shouted my name,
and how her body gripped me, made me jerk off harder. Knowing I could
manipulate her body to such extremes had me grunting my release as streams of
white fluid leapt out and landed on my stomach. I breathed out and splayed my
arms on the mattress. Closing my eyes, I imagined her by my side, and the only
thought that came to my mind, before I drifted off, was that I was going to
make her mine.
Wolf
A
Hell's Lovers MC Romance #1
Scarlett
Chase is every man’s wet dream.
As
soon as I laid eyes on her, I knew she’d be mine.
That
is, until I found out she was untouchable.
One
kiss, one forbidden touch, will have me out on the streets and
stripped of who I am.
Yet
I want her. I need her. And I’m done following all these damn
rules.
Wolf
Stone is my obsession.
Ever
since he pulled over on that empty road, I’ve been tormented by the
man.
His
possessive words and heated looks have me tightly wound.
One
touch, and he lights me on fire.
But
I want more.
I
not only want him in my bed, I want to keep him for myself.
But
he won’t budge, and now it’s up to me to entice his sleeping
wolf.
I started writing at the age of
sixteen. The first romance I read was Stephanie Laurens’ Devil’s
Bride. Since then I have been influenced by dozens of flourishing
romance authors and even more dashing and daring rogues. I must say
it, but Fifty Shades was not my first erotic romance, nor did it
influence me to start writing them. If you’ve never read Mary
Balogh, Elizabeth Hoyt, Lisa Kleypas, Bertrice Small or A.N.
Roquelaure’s Sleeping Beauty trilogy, then you’re missing out.
Those were my sweet introductions to erotic romance, and boy were
they hot.
So
here I am, after reading so many wonderful stories, I have too many
sinful tales of my own not to share. I like my alphas rough and
possessive, and I have no shame in saying it or writing it. I had
delightfully wicked teachers growing up, their books took me to new
worlds and brought me new loves. So, I want to do the same for you. I
want to indulge my readers in those steamy reads that will send them
into the arms of dangerous alphas and deliciously sexy rogues,
without leaving the confines of their nice warm bed. If I am able to
entice your inner goddesses, then I have done my job and I am
satisfied.
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1 comments:
I've never read any Motorcycle Club Romance stories before but I'm pretty sure I'd enjoy them.
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