Title: Dragon’s Burn (Legion’s Fallen Motorcycle Club #1)
Author: Brooke Warren
Genre: Adult, Contemporary, Reverse Harem, Romance
Release Date: December 27, 2019
Summary:
High school is over which means summer vacation has officially begun. I just spent the last four years busting my butt making sure I secured a one way ticket out of hicksville and the suffocating small-town life.
To celebrate my impending freedom I attend an end of year party with the same people I can’t wait to escape from. Except this party is different from the rest, there’s someone new.
What starts as a summer fling quickly turns into more. My carefully guarded heart is split wide open. Meeting him sends my life on a detour and threatens to destroy all my future life plans.
He’s not supposed to happen, he’s not part of my plan. He spins my world out of control, like a drug addiction I can’t seem to kick.
Can he escape his obligations with Legion’s Fallen MC or will our love destroy everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve?
This is a medium-burn contemporary reverse harem romance. The build of harem is slow and will be complete by end of series. Anticipated 3-4 books in series.
***This book is intended for those 18+ due to adult content and language.***
Dragon’s Burn Excerpt:
“I asked Ryu to come with me to Boston.”
Deb drops her slice of pizza on her plate and starts choking. I slide her drink closer and wait while she takes a sip to clear her throat, the whole time bracing for the backlash I know is coming.
“I’m sorry. . .” She coughs again and takes another gulp of her soda. “Did I hear you correctly? You asked Ryu to go with you to Boston?” Her mouth hangs open in disbelief.
I thought about keeping what happened the other night to myself, but it’s driving me crazy. I need someone to talk to about this. Tell me I was stupid for asking. Or tell me I haven’t completely lost my mind because I’ve fallen for him and am not ready for it to end.
“What on God’s green earth possessed you to do that?”
I wince at her comment. “Well, I’m not one hundred percent sure.”
“Is this why you begged me to meet you tonight? So, you could drop this bombshell on me?”
I shrug. “I figured if we were in public, you’d be less likely to maim me.” She huffs in annoyance, but she knows I’m right. Pizza is her weakness, and I exploited it for my own personal gain, but safety comes first. And being out in the open lowers the chances of her going off on me like she would if we were at home.
“Not only do you use my love for Tony’s pizza against me, but you made sure we had eyes all around us?” She leans back in her seat and shakes her head. “At least you let me eat a few slices first. Well, get on with it. Tell me what happened.”
I don’t just tell her about the other night, I also tell her about the day he left jail. They don’t have anything to do with each other, but in my head I need everything that’s happened this week off my chest. I swear her eyes keep getting bigger and bigger the more I spill. When I’m all done, I expect her to dive right in with her opinion, but she just sits there blinking.
“Ok, let me get this straight. You saw him leave jail on Monday, but you don’t know why he was in there to begin with. Then you go over to his house two days later, sleep with him and invite him to come to Boston with you. Now you guys aren’t really talking?”
I shake my head. “When you sum up everything like that, I can hear how fucking ridiculous it all sounds. Which is why I need your help.”
She blows out her cheeks before diving back into her food. I tilt my head to watch her shovel the pizza into her mouth. When she polishes that slice off in no time flat, she shoots me a glare. “What? I’m stress eating.”
“Why are you stressing? I’m the one with the issue. This was supposed to be fun, nothing more. And I fucked that up with one question. The only way I could’ve screwed this up more would’ve been if I asked him to marry me.”
“Please, for the love of God, tell me you didn’t,” she gasps.
I toss my crust at her. “No! Jeez. I’m not that crazy.”
“No, just crazy enough to ask a guy who you barely know, that’s been in jail, to move up north with you.”
About Brooke Warren:
Brooke Warren is a new Indie author who lives in Florida with her husband and three dogs. When she is not writing, you can find her reading, playing online video games (World of Warcraft and Fallout are her favs), or getting lost for hours on You Tube and Netflix. Her love for books and over active imagination has inspired her to share the stories stuck in her head.
Thank you so much to all the readers and supporters. Without you, none of this would be possible.
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