EARLY REVIEWS
‘Sexy, dark, BULLY, biker romance? Hell yes, I’m in! Riley didn’t disappoint. Fighter, was one hell of a ride! I loved all the cameos from the guys from the other books, but I think Fighter & Penny are my favorites to date! Strap yourselves in for the ride of your life.’ ~ International Best-selling Author Ker Dukey
‘A dark and gritty asshole with fire in his belly, the devil in his eyes and a filthy mouth, he took my breath and stole my heart from the first time he opened his mouth.’ - Julie Bookaholic Sisters
‘I feel like I’ve been on a rollercoaster with this book. My emotions are all over the place. This book had my attention right to the very end’ – Charlie WLTB Blog
‘Sexy, dark, BULLY, biker romance? Hell yes, I’m in! Riley didn’t disappoint. Fighter, was one hell of a ride! I loved all the cameos from the guys from the other books, but I think Fighter & Penny are my favorites to date! Strap yourselves in for the ride of your life.’ ~ International Best-selling Author Ker Dukey
‘A dark and gritty asshole with fire in his belly, the devil in his eyes and a filthy mouth, he took my breath and stole my heart from the first time he opened his mouth.’ - Julie Bookaholic Sisters
‘I feel like I’ve been on a rollercoaster with this book. My emotions are all over the place. This book had my attention right to the very end’ – Charlie WLTB Blog
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Excerpt 1:
“Fuck you!” she screamed, and thrashed again, and I chuckled and set my mug down so I could pick up my burger. “Fuck you, you fucking creep!”
I saluted her in agreement and took a large bite of my burger. Goddamn, it was good. Really fucking good. I chewed and swallowed and took another large bite before finishing it off with a third.
She’d stopped screaming by the time I was washing my mouth out with a beer, and I wondered how hungry she must have been right then. Not to mention thirsty. But the real kicker was she still hadn’t pissed. Over twenty-four hours I’d had her there and she was, no doubt, just barely holding on to that bladder of hers.
I didn’t give a shit though.
She could piss herself for all I cared.
In fact, that was exactly what I was hoping.
Bitch wanted to be left alone. Wanted me to fuck off. Well, her wish was my motherfucking command.
She was mumbling something and I reached for the dial and turned the volume up higher. I frowned, still not being able to decipher what it was. I turned it up all the way and zoomed in on her face to try and read her lips when the words still weren’t clear, but the picture only pixilated to a blurry mess. I put my ear against the speaker, finally understanding what she was saying as she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Fuck you!”
The words screamed through the speaker and into my ear and I stumbled backwards, almost tripping over my own feet. I rubbed a hand over my ear, scowling hard and turning the volume back down.
When I zoomed back out she was glaring up at the camera, a smart-ass grin on her face like she knew exactly what she’d just done. Fury bubbled in my veins.
“Fuckin’ bitch,” I snarled angrily, the ringing and buzzing in my ear still loud and painful.
“Eat shit and die,” she said, like she’d heard me.
I narrowed my gaze at her, wishing nothing more than to be able to go into that room, grip her by the throat, and show her who fucking owned her right then. Who controlled her every move. And who could end her with a snap of his wrist.
She needed to know what it was like to be at someone else’s mercy. Clearly Daddy Razuuk hadn’t taught her any fucking manners. No problem, I’d teach her soon enough. I just needed to get her to break first. Then the bitch was mine.
I saluted her in agreement and took a large bite of my burger. Goddamn, it was good. Really fucking good. I chewed and swallowed and took another large bite before finishing it off with a third.
She’d stopped screaming by the time I was washing my mouth out with a beer, and I wondered how hungry she must have been right then. Not to mention thirsty. But the real kicker was she still hadn’t pissed. Over twenty-four hours I’d had her there and she was, no doubt, just barely holding on to that bladder of hers.
I didn’t give a shit though.
She could piss herself for all I cared.
In fact, that was exactly what I was hoping.
Bitch wanted to be left alone. Wanted me to fuck off. Well, her wish was my motherfucking command.
She was mumbling something and I reached for the dial and turned the volume up higher. I frowned, still not being able to decipher what it was. I turned it up all the way and zoomed in on her face to try and read her lips when the words still weren’t clear, but the picture only pixilated to a blurry mess. I put my ear against the speaker, finally understanding what she was saying as she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Fuck you!”
The words screamed through the speaker and into my ear and I stumbled backwards, almost tripping over my own feet. I rubbed a hand over my ear, scowling hard and turning the volume back down.
When I zoomed back out she was glaring up at the camera, a smart-ass grin on her face like she knew exactly what she’d just done. Fury bubbled in my veins.
“Fuckin’ bitch,” I snarled angrily, the ringing and buzzing in my ear still loud and painful.
“Eat shit and die,” she said, like she’d heard me.
I narrowed my gaze at her, wishing nothing more than to be able to go into that room, grip her by the throat, and show her who fucking owned her right then. Who controlled her every move. And who could end her with a snap of his wrist.
She needed to know what it was like to be at someone else’s mercy. Clearly Daddy Razuuk hadn’t taught her any fucking manners. No problem, I’d teach her soon enough. I just needed to get her to break first. Then the bitch was mine.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Claire C. Riley is a USA Today and international bestselling author.
She’s a genre jumping book nerd who likes to write about psycho stalkers, alpha males, strong women, anti-heroes, and the end of the world. A lover of all things dark and dirty, she likes to write books that fuck with your heart, and your head.
She lives in the United Kingdom with her husband, three daughters and naughty rescue beagle.
Author of:
Odium The Dead Saga Series
Odium Origins Series
Limerence (The Obsession Series)
Out of the Dark
Twisted Magic
Beautiful Victim
Blood Claim
Wrath #3 in the Elite Seven Series
Co–Authored Books with Madeline Sheehan:
Thicker than Blood
Beneath Blood & Bone
& Shut Up & Kiss me
MC Romance
Ride or Die a Devil’s Highwaymen MC series
Devil’s Highwaymen Nomad Series
CONTACT LINKS:
Website:
www.clairecriley.com
Claire C. Riley is a USA Today and international bestselling author.
She’s a genre jumping book nerd who likes to write about psycho stalkers, alpha males, strong women, anti-heroes, and the end of the world. A lover of all things dark and dirty, she likes to write books that fuck with your heart, and your head.
She lives in the United Kingdom with her husband, three daughters and naughty rescue beagle.
Author of:
Odium The Dead Saga Series
Odium Origins Series
Limerence (The Obsession Series)
Out of the Dark
Twisted Magic
Beautiful Victim
Blood Claim
Wrath #3 in the Elite Seven Series
Co–Authored Books with Madeline Sheehan:
Thicker than Blood
Beneath Blood & Bone
& Shut Up & Kiss me
MC Romance
Ride or Die a Devil’s Highwaymen MC series
Devil’s Highwaymen Nomad Series
CONTACT LINKS:
Website:
www.clairecriley.com
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