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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

forces beyond their control - Savage Fire (Savage Angels MC #2) by Kathleen Kelly

Emily Reynolds, estranged sister to Dane Reynolds, President of the Savage Angels MC, has just lost her father. He was not a caring man and inflicted suffering on his family. Dane abandoned her and her mother years ago, leaving them alone to deal with a brutal man who never showed any love or mercy.

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Release Date: May 29th, 2015

Emily Reynolds, estranged sister to Dane Reynolds, President of the Savage Angels MC, has just lost her father. He was not a caring man and inflicted suffering on his family. Dane abandoned her and her mother years ago, leaving them alone to deal with a brutal man who never showed any love or mercy. Emily wants Dane to feel the pain she felt, she wants him to suffer as she did and decides to make the long drive to see him.

Salvatore Agostino, captain in the Abruzzi crime family is also on his way to see Dane Reynolds. A ruthless businessman, he is fiercely loyal to his family and his men. A chance encounter brings him face to face with Emily.

These two meet and their attraction grows into a love that neither could have anticipated.

Will they be able to overcome the turmoil that awaits them or will their love be destroyed by forces beyond their control?

Katarina Saunders. Kat to the world, international rock star. Lead singer for The Grinders. Until an accident that ruins her career and sends her running into the mountains, away from everything and everyone.

Dane Reynolds, President of the Savage Angels MC. Fierce, strong and loyal. 

He’s had his eye on Kat for a while now and has been waiting for her to come to him, but he’s had enough of waiting. He’s decided it’s time to make her his. But so has her stalker, he’s been waiting for far too long…

Can Dane save Kat? Or will her savage stalker get to her first?

EXCERPT





I am completely overwhelmed. My core is on fire and I want so much to kiss him, to touch him. I feel sparks of electricity shoot through every fiber in my body and every nerve ending is screaming for release. I want his hands on me, all over me.

“Amare?”

I put my hands on his chest and push him away. He’s too close, making it hard to form a single thought. I take two steps to the side to put some distance between us so I can speak like a human, not a lust induced zombie. “Yes, they towed my car and it’s in their lot. I haven’t really spoken to them about it yet. I kind of fell asleep on them…”

His face clouds over and he says, “You kind of fell asleep on them? What. Does. That. Mean?” He pauses between each word and growls them at me.

“Jonas took me to see Doc Jordan and he gave me something for the pain, but because I hadn’t slept in days it made me sleepy. I think he ended up carrying me to their clubhouse.” I realize how all this must sound. If someone told me that exact same story, I would be thinking the worst.

“Did they touch you, Amare?” he growls at me, his eyes blazing with anger.

“No, no, no! In fact, Jonas put a guard on my door so no one would go near me. Not that they would. I was safe, Sal.” Something crosses his face and he stares at me so intently that I look away and stare at the floor.

He moves back into my space and lifts my head up. “Thank you for getting me coffee. Let’s go have breakfast and I’m buying. I think I shall keep you in my sights to make sure nothing else happens to you. I have never met a woman who allows herself to get into so many dangerous situations, in such a short space in time. You, my Amare, are a handful.” He moves away from me and does up his shirt, then grabs his jacket. He opens the door to his room and extends his arm. “Shall we?” he asks, offering me a smile that reveals his dimple. My core clenches again and I have to fight the urge to throw myself at him.

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“Wanna tell me the fucking truth about Agostino? Tell me why you didn’t tell Jonas about him?” My voice is steady and full of authority. I am the President of the Savage Angels and I didn’t get here by being a fucking pushover.

He stares at me before glancing at Jonas, who stands beside me. “I wasn’t sure it was him until I went into the cafĂ©. He’s ruthless. He is a Captain in the Abruzzi Family.”

“You’ve already told me that.” I pause and look at him in the mirror behind the bar. “Tell me why he’s got you so spooked? Tell me why you’re all packed up to fucking leave?” I growl at him.

“Prez, I’ve been a loyal member for years,” he says, staring back at me in the mirror. “If I’ve made a mistake, I would hope that you and Jonas would take that into consideration.”

Now I’m fucking confused. I have no idea what the hell he’s talking about. “Are you asking for leniency? Before you tell me what you’ve done...” My pulse picks up and I try harder to remain calm and in control. “Answer this…would you forgive the sin? Would you spare you if the tables were turned?”

“Prez, we need to call Church.” Jonas interrupts before Fith has a chance to answer.

I nod and look at Fith. “Whatever the fuck you’ve done, you better not have betrayed the MC. If you’ve endangered us…” I shake my head at him and stand. In a voice that everyone in the clubhouse can hear I say, “Call everyone, Church in two hours. Fith is not to leave the clubhouse.” I stalk outside into the sunshine. It’s my first day back and it feels like everything has gone hay‐fucking‐wire.




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About the author:
Kathleen Kelly was born in Penrith, NSW, Australia. When she was four her family moved to Brisbane, QLD, Australia. Although born in NSW she considers herself a QUEENSLANDER!! 

She married her childhood sweetheart and they live in Brisbane with their two furry kids. A British Short Hair called Grace and a Burmese called Jack. 

Kathleen enjoys writing contemporary, romance novels with a little bit of erotica. She draws her inspiration from family, friends and the people around her. She can often be found in cafes writing and observing the locals. 

If you have any questions about her novels or would like to ask Kathleen a question she can be contacted via e-mail: kathleenkellyauthor@gmail.com or she can be found on Facebook. 


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