Blurb:
Warning:
This is not a story about fate or destiny. This is a story about pain,
sorrow, and suffering. This is an impulsive whirlwind romance between
two lovers that are not meant to be together. Theirs is not a world with
sunshine and roses. Instead, their love blossoms in a secret world full
of crime, violence, and death. Their story is about what can be born
from nightmares.
Danielle “Danny” West is the daughter of Deuce West, President of the Hell’s Horsemen Motorcycle Club. A sweet and beautiful girl, she loses her way, searching for things that are always out of her reach. Erik “Ripper” Jacobs is the Sergeant of Arms in the Hell’s Horsemen. Once a man who always had a smile on his face, his life takes a turn for the worst when a tragedy befalls him, leaving him scarred and broken. During a midsummer night, Danny and Ripper’s paths cross, forever changing their lives. Hastily, their lust turns to love until another tragedy forces them apart. On a journey that is marred with ugliness and chaos, Danny and Ripper must discover if their unforeseen connection can find the beauty in their world.
This is Danny and Ripper’s story.
Everything has beauty. Even the ugly. Especially the ugly.
Because without ugly, there would be no beauty.
Danielle “Danny” West is the daughter of Deuce West, President of the Hell’s Horsemen Motorcycle Club. A sweet and beautiful girl, she loses her way, searching for things that are always out of her reach. Erik “Ripper” Jacobs is the Sergeant of Arms in the Hell’s Horsemen. Once a man who always had a smile on his face, his life takes a turn for the worst when a tragedy befalls him, leaving him scarred and broken. During a midsummer night, Danny and Ripper’s paths cross, forever changing their lives. Hastily, their lust turns to love until another tragedy forces them apart. On a journey that is marred with ugliness and chaos, Danny and Ripper must discover if their unforeseen connection can find the beauty in their world.
This is Danny and Ripper’s story.
Everything has beauty. Even the ugly. Especially the ugly.
Because without ugly, there would be no beauty.
EXCERPT:
The first time I fell in love it was with a pair of blue eyes and a wide dimpled grin.
“Your old man loves ya, Danny girl,” He whispered. “You never ever forget that, yeah?”
I never did. And I never thought I could ever love any man as much
as I loved my father. But as we grow, we change, we begin to make our
own decisions and thus become independent and self sufficient and start
turning away from our parents and turning to others. We form
friendships, strong bonds and ties and begin experiencing life outside
of the bubble we grew up inside of.
And we fall in love…a second time.
The
second time I fell in love it was with a badly scarred face, the stuff
of nightmares; the sort of disfigurement that mothers steer their
children away from. Ugly, jagged slashes marred the skin from the top of
his skull, down over his right eye, an eye that had been dug out of his
face with a serrated blade. The scars continued across his cheek, over
his lips and down his neck, ending at the top of his shoulder. His chest
was a hundred times worse; scar tissue as far as the eye could see.
“Baby,” He said gruffly, “Man like me got no
business with a girl like you. You’re nothin’ but fuckin’ beauty and I’m
a whole lot of fuckin’ ugly who’s already halfway to hell.”
But he was wrong.
Everything has beauty. Even the ugly. Especially the ugly.
Because without ugly there would be no beauty.
Because without beauty we would not survive our pain, our sorrow, and our suffering.
And in the world I lived in, the world he lived in, a
secret world within the world, a world of of constant crime and cruel,
cold, death, there was almost nothing but suffering.
“You may not be beautiful the way you were before,” I whispered, placing
my hand on his hard chest. “But you’re still beautiful. To me.
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Author Interview:
1.
What celebrities would you pick to play these
characters?
Danny – Hillary Duff
2. What author would you love to sit and have a "pick your brain" session with?
2. What author would you love to sit and have a "pick your brain" session with?
Leo Tolstoy and Ernest Hemmingway, which is
impossible since they’re both dead, but yeah, love their books, love their life
stories, just truly unique, quirky guys who’d I would love to get rip roaring
drunk with and then go fishing!
3. What authors do you enjoy to read when you get the chance?
3. What authors do you enjoy to read when you get the chance?
Diana Gabaldon
Heather Killough-Walden
Penelope Fletcher
J.R. Ward
All are my GO-TO authors, I will buy anything
they write J
4. what is the most stressful part of being an author? The writing, Editing or releasing to the readers?
4. what is the most stressful part of being an author? The writing, Editing or releasing to the readers?
The writing without a doubt. Transferring that
story in your head unto paper into a coherent string of sentences. Eesh. It’s
not easy. I re-write and re-write until I think I’ve got it and then I re-write
it again. I don’t edit my own work
anymore, THANK GOD. And releasing, it’s nerve wracking but in the very best
way!
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