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August 17, 2015
Until Jax NEWS
Until Jax Cover has been revealed along with the release date of September 29th. If you would like a sneak peek of Until Jax head over to
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I can't wait for you all to meet Hope, Ellie & Jax
Thank you all for your patience
XOXO
Aurora
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I can't wait for you all to meet Hope, Ellie & Jax
Thank you all for your patience
XOXO
Aurora
June 28, 2015
PRE-Order Fighting to breathe
Fighting to breathe is now available for pre-order and will be LIVE on July 6th 2015 at that time the price will go up to 3.99 ❤ Remeber 10 cents from every book sold will be donated to fighting cancer one chapter at a time
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Aurora
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Aurora
June 26, 2015
New Book #FML
#FML
Prologue
Crazy is as crazy does or was forced to do by THE MAN
Pulling my shoe off I throw it across the room aiming right for Levi’s head watching as he ducks just it time for it to move a few strands at the top on its way by before slamming into the wall behind him. .
“Don’t be a bitch.” He growls and I hate to admit it but I watch his abdomen muscles flex as he takes a breath when the words leave his mouth. Why does he have to be hot?
Do you see this scene right here? Crazy ex-girlfriend throwing shoes at hot ex-boyfriend praying to knock him unconscious? Well this wasn’t always me. I know men love to complain that women are bitches that were psycho or have other mental instabilities that lead us to being labeled as ‘CRAZY’ in some manor.
I don’t know about the other women in the world but before this ‘Man’ walked into my life I was normal, sweet even there was not one crazy cell in my body at that time so I’m pretty sure whatever crazy I have now is something that he contaminated me with.
“You’re the bitch.” I shout back wondering why I couldn’t have thought of something better to say then that. I suck at this kind of thing. Like I pointed out before I used to be sweet.
He shakes his head running his hand through his hair “Natalie.” His tone softens and his hands go out in front of him.
“God.” I groan tilting my head back.
See this is another thing why do men always try placating us?
Do I look like I need to be talked down from the ledge like some kind of damn mental case? Do I look psycho to you? (Okay don’t answer that last question)
Like I said before, this isn’t me, the evil she monster who is now standing in front of you is what this guy has turned me into.
Come to think of it all of those Disney movies we watched as kid. THEY WERE ALL LIES. I’m sure the women cast as the “evil ones’ in those movies were once nice girls they were probably the sweetest then one day this guy comes along looking hot and being nice slipping into their head then BAM next thing you know PSYCHO.
Were all made to believe from a young age that it’s the woman’s fault she’s crazy when I’m pretty sure its actually a man’s fault we act the way we do.
Maybe we should go back a few months then you can see for yourselves exactly what I’m talking about. And why right now if I knew I could dispose of Levi’s body without getting caught I would totally do it.
Chapter one
Are you talking to me?
Prologue
Crazy is as crazy does or was forced to do by THE MAN
Pulling my shoe off I throw it across the room aiming right for Levi’s head watching as he ducks just it time for it to move a few strands at the top on its way by before slamming into the wall behind him. .
“Don’t be a bitch.” He growls and I hate to admit it but I watch his abdomen muscles flex as he takes a breath when the words leave his mouth. Why does he have to be hot?
Do you see this scene right here? Crazy ex-girlfriend throwing shoes at hot ex-boyfriend praying to knock him unconscious? Well this wasn’t always me. I know men love to complain that women are bitches that were psycho or have other mental instabilities that lead us to being labeled as ‘CRAZY’ in some manor.
I don’t know about the other women in the world but before this ‘Man’ walked into my life I was normal, sweet even there was not one crazy cell in my body at that time so I’m pretty sure whatever crazy I have now is something that he contaminated me with.
“You’re the bitch.” I shout back wondering why I couldn’t have thought of something better to say then that. I suck at this kind of thing. Like I pointed out before I used to be sweet.
He shakes his head running his hand through his hair “Natalie.” His tone softens and his hands go out in front of him.
“God.” I groan tilting my head back.
See this is another thing why do men always try placating us?
Do I look like I need to be talked down from the ledge like some kind of damn mental case? Do I look psycho to you? (Okay don’t answer that last question)
Like I said before, this isn’t me, the evil she monster who is now standing in front of you is what this guy has turned me into.
Come to think of it all of those Disney movies we watched as kid. THEY WERE ALL LIES. I’m sure the women cast as the “evil ones’ in those movies were once nice girls they were probably the sweetest then one day this guy comes along looking hot and being nice slipping into their head then BAM next thing you know PSYCHO.
Were all made to believe from a young age that it’s the woman’s fault she’s crazy when I’m pretty sure its actually a man’s fault we act the way we do.
Maybe we should go back a few months then you can see for yourselves exactly what I’m talking about. And why right now if I knew I could dispose of Levi’s body without getting caught I would totally do it.
Chapter one
Are you talking to me?
May 24, 2015
First 2 chapters of fighting to Breathe are now avaliable on my website
Hey everyone I hope you are all having an amazing weekend.
Follow the link below to check out Fighting to Breathe through chapter 2 <3
Enjoy
XOXO
Aurora
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Follow the link below to check out Fighting to Breathe through chapter 2 <3
Enjoy
XOXO
Aurora
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April 23, 2015
Fighting To Breathe excerpt
Hi everyone
I know that you are excited about Jax and Sven but as an author sometimes you have to write whats talking to you.
While I was away on vacation Lea began to tell me her story and I want to share a little of it with you all. This is un-eidited and may change.
You can now add this book to your goodreads account at anytime
XOXO
Aurora
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...
Fighting to breath
CopyrightAurouraRoseReynolds
Looking out at the ocean you sometimes forget that it’s dangerous. The sea is like a woman, you have to respect her, listen to what she’s telling you and never ever doubt that she has the power destroy you.
Prologue
“Its so beautiful.” I whisper cuddling deeper into Austin’s side as I look up at the night sky. I swear you can see every single star there is when the nights are clear like this.
“Yeah.” He grunts making me smile as his fingers on my arm move in soothing strokes.
“We graduate in two weeks.” I say while butterflies erupt in my stomach. Austin has been my boyfriend since I was sixteen and since the very beginning we have talked about getting married as soon as we graduate high school I know that a lot of people would say we’re too young but ever since the day I laid eyes on him I knew that he would be my husband.
“Lea Wolf.” He says and those butterflies begin to fly faster, I scoot up and place my hands on his chest and rest my chin on top of them while searching his face. Austin looks older than his eighteen. His hair is a dirty blonde that is shaggy and normally wild. His jaw has an ever-present layer of scruff and his lips that I love so much are full, soft and warm but my favorite thing about him is his eye’s they are a crystal blue that reminds me of the glaciers near my house. “Your going to be my wife Lea, are you ready for that?” He asks running his finger down the center of my face and bringing them to rest under my chin while his thumb sweeps across my lower lip.
“So ready.” I say watching anxiousness form on his handsome face. I know that he thinks I’ll want more than the life of a fisherman’s wife, the life living in a small town but deep down I know that this is all I will ever need. As long as I have Austin I don’t need anything else.
“Graduation then Vegas.” He rumbles pulling me up to rest completely on top of him.
“Graduation then Vegas.” I agree then smile as his hand on the back of my head pulls me closer until we’re sharing the same breath.
“I need to get you home.” He breathes against my lips then rolls me to my back and looms over me before dropping his mouth down to mine.
“I wish we could stay out here all night.” I sigh when his mouth leaves mine.
“Me too baby but I promise you when summer starts we’ll sleep outside under the stars on the boat in the middle of the ocean, out there you can see everything.”
“I would like that.” I say wrapping my arms tighter around him and giving him a squeeze, he pushes back and stands before holding out his hand for me to take before helping me out of the back of his truck where we had been laying looking at the dark starry night.
“I wonder what’s going on?” I question as we pull up in front of my parents house where the sheriffs car is parked.
“Don’t know.” Austin mutters sounding concerned as he shuts down his truck and gets out walks around the hood and opens my door and lifts me out setting me gently on my feet. As soon as we make it up the front steps and into the house my confusion turns to concern as I see my mom sitting on the couch rocking back and forth while sobbing hysterically.
“What happened?” All eyes turn my way and my mom lifts her head and begins shaking her hand frantically while tears stream down her cheeks.
“Have a seat?” Sherriff Jefferson says in a tone that I have never heard from him before as he holds his hand out to me.
“Mom?” I whisper, my stomach begins to knot and I feel Austin’s arm slide around me pulling me closer into his side.
“I.” My mom says then covers her face with her hands and sobs harder the noises coming from her ripping into me making it hard for me to even breath.
“What’s going on?” Austin asks, pulling me around and tucking my face into his chest. Even though I know deep down what the sheriff is going to say nothing can prepare me for hearing them out loud, every single one of them strangles me until I’m fighting to breath.
“Sorry Lea but your dad’s boat disappeared this afternoon after he called in a mayday. The coastguard found his boat, which caught fire; they also, found his skiff that was empty. They are still searching the water for him but with the temperature it’s not looking good.
“There’s still a chance right? He could still be alive?” I ask
“There’s always a chance.” Austin says holding me closer.
But there wasn’t a chance, my dad’s body was never found. They believed that when his boat caught fire he tried to get into his skiff and somehow ended up in the water and either drowned or froze to death.
Chapter 1
20 years later
“Lea you need to breath.” I tell myself as I drive my car onto the ferry that will take me from Anchorage to Cordova. I never thought that I would be going home again, not after so many years away but when my mom called to tell me she had cancer and that she wanted to be in the home her and my father shared I could only tell her of course. Even if that meant me going back to a place I left behind, to people I left behind. The only thing that I could hope for was I would never see Austin. That somehow the town I grew up in had sprawled out and the population became similar to Manhattan lessening the chances of me ever seeing him again.
Twenty years ago I was crushed under the weight of the loss of my father. I realized then how easily life could change how quickly someone that you loved could be taken from you and I knew then that I couldn’t stay in Alaska with Austin, not when there was a risk of something happing to him. I also knew after mentioning leaving to him that he never would, his family had been fishing in Alaska for generations. He grew up loving the sea, grew up knowing he would spend his life doing something he loved and that one day he would pass his love for fishing down to his son. I knew I couldn’t ask him to choose me so I left him behind even though in leaving him I left a piece of myself. My only hope was the parts of me I was able to salvage would be enough to get me through the rest of my life.
Leaning over the side of the ferry I look down at the water then hold out my left hand. Five years ago I got married, I thought Ken could heal me I thought that the parts of me that were left after losing my father and leaving Austin would finally be full. I knew my father would want me to be happy and I knew from talks with my mom that Austin had moved on so it was time for me to do the same to stop believing that that he would come after me, that our love was more then just a young girls fantasy.
I tried to give Ken all of me I tried to make things work but in the end I failed and he found what he was looking for in someone else. I wont say it didn’t hurt that I wasn’t devastated by the loss of us but I brought it upon myself when I gave him our vows but didn’t follow through on my end.
Slipping my wedding ring off my finger I feel tears pool in my eyes as I drop the metal band into the ocean watching it disappear before squeezing my eyes closed. There was no going back and now wasn’t the time for me to feel sorry for myself. I needed to pull myself together enough to take care of my mother. My mother who had flown out to Montana to see me every few months since I left home, my mother who after the loss of my father was never the same. I wasn’t sure how I was going to cope with her illness or eventually the loss of her but I knew that I would need to find a way especially if I was going to survive myself.
“Lea?” My eyes open and I turn my head. “Lea Lamb?” I feel my eyebrows pull in confusion as I take in the woman in front of me.
“Rhonda,” She points at her self and smiles. “We went to school together.”
“Rhonda?” I repeat in shock the once chubby girl who didn’t have many friends but was always my lab partner had become a stunning woman with red hair that fit her fair skin, her face was round but her cheek bones were pronounced showing off her button nose and full lips. “How are you?” I ask stepping back from the edge of the boat.
“Good, great really” She smiles bigger and places a hand on her stomach, which I realize is large and round but the stylish coat she’s wearing minimalizes it.
“You look beautiful.”
“You do to but then you were always beautiful.” She smiles then waves at someone over my shoulder. When I turn my head I see a handsome man wearing jeans a hoodie and a vest walking towards us. His long hair is pushed back away from his face and his skin is tan, his sunglasses hide his eyes but there is something familiar about him.
“Ben look whose here.” Rhonda says and it takes everything in me to not run away when Ben looks at me pushes his sunglasses up to the top of his head and frowns. Ben was Austin’s best friend in high school and judging by the look of hate he’s giving me he’s not happy to see me.
“What are you doing here?”
“Ben.” Rhonda breathes coming to hold onto my arm.
“No, you know the way she left Wolf,” He says looking at Rhonda then looks at me and snarls. “Why are you here?”
I knew that I deserved this but I wont lie and say it didn’t burn just a little that someone I had once considered a friend was looking at me like I was the scum of the earth. I was hurt too, yes I left but he never came after me, he never even asked my mom where I was if I was okay Nothing
“You know why she’s here Ben.” Rhonda says softly moving to stand at his side resting her hands on his chest. His eyes leave me and go to her, his face goes soft as he wraps his hand around the back of her neck dropping his forehead to hers and talking gently. I take two steps back then pull in a deep breath.
“Stay away from him.” Ben says standing and turning his head my way.
“He wont even know I’m in town.” I tell him taking a step back then turning on my heels and heading to my car where I sit for the rest of the ferry ride.
~*~*~
“Mom.” I call as I walk into the house. The smell hits me and it’s exactly the same as when I was little. It’s so familiar that I almost choke on it as it saturates my lungs.
“Honey.” Mom whispers from the couch where she is lying covered by one of the many blankets she knitted.
“Are you okay?” I ask going to her side getting down on my knees. She still looks the same as the last time I saw her a month ago. Her hair is long and grey her face tan from her hours in the sun planting flowers and her eyes a brown similar to mine. It’s hard to believe she is so sick that she only has months to live. The doctors caught the cancer to late and it has already spread from her uterus to her stomach. They said she could try chemo but she refused saying that if she was going to die she would do it on her terms and not while having poisons pumped into her body. I couldn’t say I agree with her. The idea of her leaving me behind kills me every time I think about it, I want her to fight but it’s not my battle.
I know that you are excited about Jax and Sven but as an author sometimes you have to write whats talking to you.
While I was away on vacation Lea began to tell me her story and I want to share a little of it with you all. This is un-eidited and may change.
You can now add this book to your goodreads account at anytime
XOXO
Aurora
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2...
Fighting to breath
CopyrightAurouraRoseReynolds
Looking out at the ocean you sometimes forget that it’s dangerous. The sea is like a woman, you have to respect her, listen to what she’s telling you and never ever doubt that she has the power destroy you.
Prologue
“Its so beautiful.” I whisper cuddling deeper into Austin’s side as I look up at the night sky. I swear you can see every single star there is when the nights are clear like this.
“Yeah.” He grunts making me smile as his fingers on my arm move in soothing strokes.
“We graduate in two weeks.” I say while butterflies erupt in my stomach. Austin has been my boyfriend since I was sixteen and since the very beginning we have talked about getting married as soon as we graduate high school I know that a lot of people would say we’re too young but ever since the day I laid eyes on him I knew that he would be my husband.
“Lea Wolf.” He says and those butterflies begin to fly faster, I scoot up and place my hands on his chest and rest my chin on top of them while searching his face. Austin looks older than his eighteen. His hair is a dirty blonde that is shaggy and normally wild. His jaw has an ever-present layer of scruff and his lips that I love so much are full, soft and warm but my favorite thing about him is his eye’s they are a crystal blue that reminds me of the glaciers near my house. “Your going to be my wife Lea, are you ready for that?” He asks running his finger down the center of my face and bringing them to rest under my chin while his thumb sweeps across my lower lip.
“So ready.” I say watching anxiousness form on his handsome face. I know that he thinks I’ll want more than the life of a fisherman’s wife, the life living in a small town but deep down I know that this is all I will ever need. As long as I have Austin I don’t need anything else.
“Graduation then Vegas.” He rumbles pulling me up to rest completely on top of him.
“Graduation then Vegas.” I agree then smile as his hand on the back of my head pulls me closer until we’re sharing the same breath.
“I need to get you home.” He breathes against my lips then rolls me to my back and looms over me before dropping his mouth down to mine.
“I wish we could stay out here all night.” I sigh when his mouth leaves mine.
“Me too baby but I promise you when summer starts we’ll sleep outside under the stars on the boat in the middle of the ocean, out there you can see everything.”
“I would like that.” I say wrapping my arms tighter around him and giving him a squeeze, he pushes back and stands before holding out his hand for me to take before helping me out of the back of his truck where we had been laying looking at the dark starry night.
“I wonder what’s going on?” I question as we pull up in front of my parents house where the sheriffs car is parked.
“Don’t know.” Austin mutters sounding concerned as he shuts down his truck and gets out walks around the hood and opens my door and lifts me out setting me gently on my feet. As soon as we make it up the front steps and into the house my confusion turns to concern as I see my mom sitting on the couch rocking back and forth while sobbing hysterically.
“What happened?” All eyes turn my way and my mom lifts her head and begins shaking her hand frantically while tears stream down her cheeks.
“Have a seat?” Sherriff Jefferson says in a tone that I have never heard from him before as he holds his hand out to me.
“Mom?” I whisper, my stomach begins to knot and I feel Austin’s arm slide around me pulling me closer into his side.
“I.” My mom says then covers her face with her hands and sobs harder the noises coming from her ripping into me making it hard for me to even breath.
“What’s going on?” Austin asks, pulling me around and tucking my face into his chest. Even though I know deep down what the sheriff is going to say nothing can prepare me for hearing them out loud, every single one of them strangles me until I’m fighting to breath.
“Sorry Lea but your dad’s boat disappeared this afternoon after he called in a mayday. The coastguard found his boat, which caught fire; they also, found his skiff that was empty. They are still searching the water for him but with the temperature it’s not looking good.
“There’s still a chance right? He could still be alive?” I ask
“There’s always a chance.” Austin says holding me closer.
But there wasn’t a chance, my dad’s body was never found. They believed that when his boat caught fire he tried to get into his skiff and somehow ended up in the water and either drowned or froze to death.
Chapter 1
20 years later
“Lea you need to breath.” I tell myself as I drive my car onto the ferry that will take me from Anchorage to Cordova. I never thought that I would be going home again, not after so many years away but when my mom called to tell me she had cancer and that she wanted to be in the home her and my father shared I could only tell her of course. Even if that meant me going back to a place I left behind, to people I left behind. The only thing that I could hope for was I would never see Austin. That somehow the town I grew up in had sprawled out and the population became similar to Manhattan lessening the chances of me ever seeing him again.
Twenty years ago I was crushed under the weight of the loss of my father. I realized then how easily life could change how quickly someone that you loved could be taken from you and I knew then that I couldn’t stay in Alaska with Austin, not when there was a risk of something happing to him. I also knew after mentioning leaving to him that he never would, his family had been fishing in Alaska for generations. He grew up loving the sea, grew up knowing he would spend his life doing something he loved and that one day he would pass his love for fishing down to his son. I knew I couldn’t ask him to choose me so I left him behind even though in leaving him I left a piece of myself. My only hope was the parts of me I was able to salvage would be enough to get me through the rest of my life.
Leaning over the side of the ferry I look down at the water then hold out my left hand. Five years ago I got married, I thought Ken could heal me I thought that the parts of me that were left after losing my father and leaving Austin would finally be full. I knew my father would want me to be happy and I knew from talks with my mom that Austin had moved on so it was time for me to do the same to stop believing that that he would come after me, that our love was more then just a young girls fantasy.
I tried to give Ken all of me I tried to make things work but in the end I failed and he found what he was looking for in someone else. I wont say it didn’t hurt that I wasn’t devastated by the loss of us but I brought it upon myself when I gave him our vows but didn’t follow through on my end.
Slipping my wedding ring off my finger I feel tears pool in my eyes as I drop the metal band into the ocean watching it disappear before squeezing my eyes closed. There was no going back and now wasn’t the time for me to feel sorry for myself. I needed to pull myself together enough to take care of my mother. My mother who had flown out to Montana to see me every few months since I left home, my mother who after the loss of my father was never the same. I wasn’t sure how I was going to cope with her illness or eventually the loss of her but I knew that I would need to find a way especially if I was going to survive myself.
“Lea?” My eyes open and I turn my head. “Lea Lamb?” I feel my eyebrows pull in confusion as I take in the woman in front of me.
“Rhonda,” She points at her self and smiles. “We went to school together.”
“Rhonda?” I repeat in shock the once chubby girl who didn’t have many friends but was always my lab partner had become a stunning woman with red hair that fit her fair skin, her face was round but her cheek bones were pronounced showing off her button nose and full lips. “How are you?” I ask stepping back from the edge of the boat.
“Good, great really” She smiles bigger and places a hand on her stomach, which I realize is large and round but the stylish coat she’s wearing minimalizes it.
“You look beautiful.”
“You do to but then you were always beautiful.” She smiles then waves at someone over my shoulder. When I turn my head I see a handsome man wearing jeans a hoodie and a vest walking towards us. His long hair is pushed back away from his face and his skin is tan, his sunglasses hide his eyes but there is something familiar about him.
“Ben look whose here.” Rhonda says and it takes everything in me to not run away when Ben looks at me pushes his sunglasses up to the top of his head and frowns. Ben was Austin’s best friend in high school and judging by the look of hate he’s giving me he’s not happy to see me.
“What are you doing here?”
“Ben.” Rhonda breathes coming to hold onto my arm.
“No, you know the way she left Wolf,” He says looking at Rhonda then looks at me and snarls. “Why are you here?”
I knew that I deserved this but I wont lie and say it didn’t burn just a little that someone I had once considered a friend was looking at me like I was the scum of the earth. I was hurt too, yes I left but he never came after me, he never even asked my mom where I was if I was okay Nothing
“You know why she’s here Ben.” Rhonda says softly moving to stand at his side resting her hands on his chest. His eyes leave me and go to her, his face goes soft as he wraps his hand around the back of her neck dropping his forehead to hers and talking gently. I take two steps back then pull in a deep breath.
“Stay away from him.” Ben says standing and turning his head my way.
“He wont even know I’m in town.” I tell him taking a step back then turning on my heels and heading to my car where I sit for the rest of the ferry ride.
~*~*~
“Mom.” I call as I walk into the house. The smell hits me and it’s exactly the same as when I was little. It’s so familiar that I almost choke on it as it saturates my lungs.
“Honey.” Mom whispers from the couch where she is lying covered by one of the many blankets she knitted.
“Are you okay?” I ask going to her side getting down on my knees. She still looks the same as the last time I saw her a month ago. Her hair is long and grey her face tan from her hours in the sun planting flowers and her eyes a brown similar to mine. It’s hard to believe she is so sick that she only has months to live. The doctors caught the cancer to late and it has already spread from her uterus to her stomach. They said she could try chemo but she refused saying that if she was going to die she would do it on her terms and not while having poisons pumped into her body. I couldn’t say I agree with her. The idea of her leaving me behind kills me every time I think about it, I want her to fight but it’s not my battle.
February 11, 2015
Obligation is live
Hi everyone
Obligation is LIVE on all platforms..
I hope you all love Myla and Kai as much as I do.
XOXO
Aurora
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Obligation is LIVE on all platforms..
I hope you all love Myla and Kai as much as I do.
XOXO
Aurora
Amazon--- http://amzn.com/B00T6Z5UEG
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January 20, 2015
My cosmopolitan Interview
A month ago I was approached by Cosmopolitan to do an Interview for their online publication. This was truly an honor. You can read my interview here.
XOXO
Aurora Rose Reynolds
http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/...
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Aurora Rose Reynolds
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January 13, 2015
Until July excerpt
Until July Excerpt
This may change and is UN-edited but I had to share..
Until July
I turn onto the highway and pull back on the throttle watching as the speedometer reaches sixty. I tuck the upper part of my body behind the windshield where there is less wind resistance and yell out wahooo when the feeling of flying hits my stomach.
This is what I love freedom I sit up when I see a few bikes in the distance. I don’t recognize their patches but that doesn’t surprise me, Tennessee has a huge MC community and there is always new clubs popping up all over the state. I slow down as I close the distance between us.
The closer I get the more details I can make out the group of about five bikes are all Harleys all ranging in colors from almost purple to black. None of the men are wearing helmets, which is the complete opposite of me who is covered from head to toe in black leather even my helmet is all black with leather piping.
I take the men in noticing that they are all well built there leather cuts displaying a large eagle with its wings spread wide like its mid flight. The talons of the bird carrying a long stem red rose with petals falling off it onto their club name, The Broken Eagles. I begin to speed up and pass them one by one thankful for the security of my helmet the black visor makes it impossible to see me. I keep my head straight until the last guy the one who is at the front of the group from the back his hair is the first thing I notice it’s slightly long the back reaching the top of his cut my eyes move to the expanse of his back the wide set of his shoulders and the tan skin covering lean muscle His bike is low to the ground and the bars are in front of him in a way that he has to have his arms straight out causing every muscle in his arms to flex and move making it look like the tattoos are alive and moving. My eyes skim further down over his chest that is covered in a white tank top tucked into a pair of lite jeans around his waist a black belt with a large silver buckle. I continue to pass him my eyes shifting from the road to him and back again this time when I look over his head is turned towards me and If I didn’t know any better I would have sworn he was looking directly into my soul. “Holy Shit.” I whisper taking in his hair that is shaggy the set of his jaw that is covered in days of stubble, full lips and a pair of lite eyes that I cant quite make out threw the tint of my helmet. He is seriously hot but equally scary looking. I look from him back to the road it must not even have been a second but when my eyes go to the asphalt in front of me I see a bird that is trying to make its way across the road its wing hanging in an awkward position. I swerve to the right just in time to miss the poor guy.
“What the fuck?” I hear roared and I look over my shoulder at the man who is now coming up quick on my right side and yell I’m sorry over the sound of my engine and his pipes. I do a quick wave and take off lowering my body and pulling back the throttle wanting to get away from them. Dude looked seriously pissed off and even though I hate leaving the bird behind without helping it I would like to live to see my next birthday.
I think I’m in the clear then the sound of pipes fills my ears and I don’t even know how it happens but they all catch up with me surrounding my bike, I can’t make out what their saying but stomach starts to roll at the sound of their voices. I feel my side to make sure that I have the Taser that my dad insisted I carry. I see a clearing and pull my bike off the side of the road. I know that this is probably one of the stupidest things I have ever done but if they keep chasing me like they have been we could all end up seriously hurt. I don’t even shut down my bike I just lower my kickstand as my heart that was already beating hard begins to bang violently against my ribcage as they surround me.
“What the fuck is wrong with you.” The guy that was at the head of the group asks stepping in front of my bike.
I shake my head as words are lodged in my throat.
He pulls me off my bike and the men who are with him begin yelling obscenities as well.
“Sorry.” I croak out and I don’t even know if he hears me his hand goes to the collar of my leather jacket and he shakes me hard and my hand accidently presses down on the button for the Taser to ignite it. His eyes go wide and he falls to the ground and I fall on my ass and crab walk backwards then look up when I hit something only to meet the eyes of another man who looks pissed.
“Get up.” He growls picking me up my feet flail under me as I’m lifted off the ground with my hands restrained behind my back.
“Hold him still.” The guy who I had Tazered growls in front of me as I try to get away from the anger I feel coming off him. His hands go to my head and he rips my helmet off causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete silence descends I swear no one even takes a breath.
“Um.” I bite my lip and the guy in front of me blinks
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Until July
I turn onto the highway and pull back on the throttle watching as the speedometer reaches sixty. I tuck the upper part of my body behind the windshield where there is less wind resistance and yell out wahooo when the feeling of flying hits my stomach.
This is what I love freedom I sit up when I see a few bikes in the distance. I don’t recognize their patches but that doesn’t surprise me, Tennessee has a huge MC community and there is always new clubs popping up all over the state. I slow down as I close the distance between us.
The closer I get the more details I can make out the group of about five bikes are all Harleys all ranging in colors from almost purple to black. None of the men are wearing helmets, which is the complete opposite of me who is covered from head to toe in black leather even my helmet is all black with leather piping.
I take the men in noticing that they are all well built there leather cuts displaying a large eagle with its wings spread wide like its mid flight. The talons of the bird carrying a long stem red rose with petals falling off it onto their club name, The Broken Eagles. I begin to speed up and pass them one by one thankful for the security of my helmet the black visor makes it impossible to see me. I keep my head straight until the last guy the one who is at the front of the group from the back his hair is the first thing I notice it’s slightly long the back reaching the top of his cut my eyes move to the expanse of his back the wide set of his shoulders and the tan skin covering lean muscle His bike is low to the ground and the bars are in front of him in a way that he has to have his arms straight out causing every muscle in his arms to flex and move making it look like the tattoos are alive and moving. My eyes skim further down over his chest that is covered in a white tank top tucked into a pair of lite jeans around his waist a black belt with a large silver buckle. I continue to pass him my eyes shifting from the road to him and back again this time when I look over his head is turned towards me and If I didn’t know any better I would have sworn he was looking directly into my soul. “Holy Shit.” I whisper taking in his hair that is shaggy the set of his jaw that is covered in days of stubble, full lips and a pair of lite eyes that I cant quite make out threw the tint of my helmet. He is seriously hot but equally scary looking. I look from him back to the road it must not even have been a second but when my eyes go to the asphalt in front of me I see a bird that is trying to make its way across the road its wing hanging in an awkward position. I swerve to the right just in time to miss the poor guy.
“What the fuck?” I hear roared and I look over my shoulder at the man who is now coming up quick on my right side and yell I’m sorry over the sound of my engine and his pipes. I do a quick wave and take off lowering my body and pulling back the throttle wanting to get away from them. Dude looked seriously pissed off and even though I hate leaving the bird behind without helping it I would like to live to see my next birthday.
I think I’m in the clear then the sound of pipes fills my ears and I don’t even know how it happens but they all catch up with me surrounding my bike, I can’t make out what their saying but stomach starts to roll at the sound of their voices. I feel my side to make sure that I have the Taser that my dad insisted I carry. I see a clearing and pull my bike off the side of the road. I know that this is probably one of the stupidest things I have ever done but if they keep chasing me like they have been we could all end up seriously hurt. I don’t even shut down my bike I just lower my kickstand as my heart that was already beating hard begins to bang violently against my ribcage as they surround me.
“What the fuck is wrong with you.” The guy that was at the head of the group asks stepping in front of my bike.
I shake my head as words are lodged in my throat.
He pulls me off my bike and the men who are with him begin yelling obscenities as well.
“Sorry.” I croak out and I don’t even know if he hears me his hand goes to the collar of my leather jacket and he shakes me hard and my hand accidently presses down on the button for the Taser to ignite it. His eyes go wide and he falls to the ground and I fall on my ass and crab walk backwards then look up when I hit something only to meet the eyes of another man who looks pissed.
“Get up.” He growls picking me up my feet flail under me as I’m lifted off the ground with my hands restrained behind my back.
“Hold him still.” The guy who I had Tazered growls in front of me as I try to get away from the anger I feel coming off him. His hands go to my head and he rips my helmet off causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete silence descends I swear no one even takes a breath.
“Um.” I bite my lip and the guy in front of me blinks
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December 26, 2014
Obligation, First Chapter
The first chapter of Obligation is now live on my website...
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December 14, 2014
Justifed a novella
Hey everyone as you know Justified is coming in a few short hours...
As I have warned before I will warn you again this is not a book for everyone and you will most likely either love it or hate it and I'm totally okay with that.
Justified was something that had been floating around in my head for awhile and Nolan needed to get out and tell his story.. (He's demanding like that.)
And like all my guys I do love him.
If you don't like Justified Obligation will be following close behind in February and will be the second in the Underground Kings story and is more likely what your use to from me.
I hope you all have a blessed holiday season and an amazing new year.
XOXO
Aurora
http://amzn.com/B00QW6JBME
As I have warned before I will warn you again this is not a book for everyone and you will most likely either love it or hate it and I'm totally okay with that.
Justified was something that had been floating around in my head for awhile and Nolan needed to get out and tell his story.. (He's demanding like that.)
And like all my guys I do love him.
If you don't like Justified Obligation will be following close behind in February and will be the second in the Underground Kings story and is more likely what your use to from me.
I hope you all have a blessed holiday season and an amazing new year.
XOXO
Aurora
http://amzn.com/B00QW6JBME
