by Nashoda Rose
Matt was tall, a runner, and had huge arms. Ream was quick, agile and when he wanted something, he was damn tenacious. “My beef is where it counts. And I know how to use it.”
Tyler barked out a laugh, joining Emily giggling and Logan rolling his eyes.
I slid my hand under the table onto Deck’s thigh and slowly stroked up until I came to his cock, already hard by the time I reached it. “You guys want to throw down your dicks on the table, I’ll be the judge.” By Deck’s grunt, I knew he didn’t like the idea of me looking at any cocks. Except his, of course.
“Georgie,” Deck whispered in a controlled husky tone, which sent my tingles to scatter like wildfire over my skin.
I continued rubbing him while I sipped my coffee and listened to Matt and Ream go back and forth about who could kick whose ass. Kat sat back against Ream’s chest and told her brother to give it up. Matt was just as stubborn as Kat, though, and he’d never back down from an argument.
“Babe,” Deck growled.
I felt him get harder and I bit my lower lip, silently laughing because I knew he was trying desperately to hold it together.
“Out,” Deck said.
“Huh?” Crisis said, putting his hands up. “Out? Like get out?”
I winked when Crisis looked at me, completely offended he was getting kicked out of anyone’s place. Crisis thought he was loved and wanted everywhere. And he was by most of the ladies.
Tyler and Vic were the only ones who got up right away and I suspect because they could read Deck so well. Emily and Kat looked at me, smiling, knowing exactly why they were being asked to leave. It seemed like the only one who took offense was Crisis.
“Why can’t you go fuck her then come back? We don’t mind.” Crisis got a slap in the head by Kite. “Georgie, I haven’t even taken a swim yet.”
“It’s a plunge pool. And we’ve been here two hours, time to fuck off,” Matt said then got up, kissing his sister on the cheek then Emily and me.
After a round of goodbyes, Deck and I were alone and I was cocooned in his arms, flat on my back on the coffee table. He was above me, looking down.
There were no lies between us. Just the raw truths that had brought us together.
“Going to fuck you now.”
I smiled. “Okay.”
“Wasn’t asking.”
Then he did more than fuck me, he made love to me.
Two Hours later.
Txt msg: Back from France. We need to make our move.
Perfect Ruin
The Vault Story continues with:
Kai and London.
Coming 2015.
Perfect Rage
Connor’s Story.
Little interesting notes from the author*
Thank you so much for reading Perfect Chaos. I hope you enjoyed Deck and Georgie’s story.
A couple interesting facts:
My brother owned a coffee shop called Perk Avenue and this is where I took the idea from.
I had a hamster named “Fiddlehead” who was my first pet when I was nine years old.
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THERE ARE SO many I want to thank for this book as it has been a long complicated journey.
Sarah … dude, you held my hand and were there for me every step of the way. Plotting, pre-beta reading, proofing … love you.
Yaya and Midian, as always your pre-beta reading rocked! Short and to the point and as always brutally honest—you know I love it!
Paula, you did it again, found the issues in the book I was blind to (Deck does that to me). And as always your comments made me laugh—thanks sweets.
Susan, you bring a smile to my face with all your enthusiasm each day. Thank you so much for beta reading and being there for me.
Becky from Hot Tree Editing, this was the first time working with you and your crew and damn I love you all. I feel so lucky to have found you.
As always my content editor Kristin, you took my twisted path I put these characters on and made it so much better.
To all the fantastic girls in the “Unyielding Tear Asunder Book Babes” group! I love chatting and laughing with all of you. Thank you for all your advice and support. It has been amazing! And Michelle New … yes New, not Ryan! Hope you liked Deck’s story.
Stacey, Stacey, Stacey … I was late. I hate being late. And you’re so patient and sweet—thank you. You make my books beautiful with your brilliant final touches.
Thanks again Kari for another great cover!
Elaine, you’ve become a great friend through all this. Can’t wait to meet up at the Tampa signing.
Authors that I’ve met on this incredible journey and who are so supportive, Penelope Ward, Ilsa Madden-Mills, M. Limoges.
There are so many dedicated bloggers that I’ve been fortunate to have met. You girls are so fabulous. Thank you so much for supporting me and sharing in my excitement of my books. I’m so lucky to have found some incredible friends …. HUGS.
My family, I love you. Thank you for being there for me.
Oh and of course Gimli … welcome to the family. You give me that perfect calm when I step away from writing.
Also by Nashoda Rose
Tear Asunder series – Dark Erotic Contemporary Romance
With You (Tear Asunder .5)
Sculpt is an illegal fighter.
He’s also the lead singer of a local rock band.
No one knows his real name.
And from the moment I met him, he made me forget mine.
In order to convince Sculpt to give me self-defense lessons, I had to follow his one rule—no complaining or he’d walk. I didn’t think it would be a problem. I could handle a few bruises. What I hadn’t anticipated was landing on my back with Sculpt on top of me and my entire body burning up for him.
I tried to ignore it.
I failed, of course. And having a hot, tattooed badass on top of me week after week, acting completely immune to what he was doing to my body—it was frustrating as hell. So I broke his rule—I complained.
Then he kissed me.
*Novella with a huge cliffhanger. Like huge.
Torn from You (Tear Asunder #1)
Love is like an avalanche. It hits hard, fast and without mercy.
At least it did for me when Sculpt, the lead singer of the rock band Tear Asunder knocked me off my feet. Literally, because he’s also a fighter—illegally of course, and he taught me how to fight. He also taught me how to love and I fell hard for him. I mean, the guy could do sweet, when he wasn't doing bossy, and I like sweet.
Then it all shattered.
Kidnapped.
Starved.
Beaten.
I was alone and fighting to survive.
When I heard Sculpt's voice, I thought he was there to save me.
I was wrong.
***This is a love story with very dark elements. CAUTION- Dark contemporary romance.
Overwhelmed by You (Tear Asunder #2)
Love is ugly and secrets will destroy you.
KAT
I don’t beg.
I don’t cry.
And I don’t give second chances.
Ream, the lead guitarist of the rock band Tear Asunder, deserves a gold medal for best dick move ever when he ran the moment he discovered my secret after two days of hot sex. Then he brings some chick to my coming-home party from the hospital—after being shot.
I hate him.
Until …
Ream’s six-foot-two frame unfolds from the car after being gone on tour for eight months. I stared. And in my defense, any girl would stare. It would almost be rude not to because Ream was the type of guy who stood out. Not because he was loud and obnoxious. No, it was because he was the complete opposite. Subtle and dangerously quiet. If he spoke, you’d better hope he liked you because otherwise, you’d be falling at his feet begging for mercy. Except me … I don’t beg—ever.
But when our eyes locked, it was Ream’s steady confidence that had my nerves s
hooting off like jet sprinklers.
Then …
Ream told me he didn’t need a second chance because he was still working on his first.
REAM
Sex is ugly. It’s using someone for your own narcissistic pleasure. I did it, but hated it—until her. She was un-fuckin-expected. Then I had to wreck our beginning with my screwed-up past. I don’t deserve her, but I’m selfish and I’m taking her anyway. This is who I am and it’s too late to change me.
*Warning: contains violence, sexual content, and coarse language. Some scenes may be triggers. Mature audiences 18+
Nashoda Rose’s supernatural romance series coming soon.
Scar of the Wraiths
Ardent
Stygian
Tyrant
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Nashoda Rose is a New York Times bestselling author who lives in Toronto with her assortment of pets. She writes contemporary romance with a splash of darkness, or maybe it’s a tidal wave. When she isn’t writing, she can be found sitting in a field reading with her dogs at her side while her horses graze nearby. She loves interacting with her readers on Facebook and chatting about her addiction—books.
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