Alphas of Danger Anthology is now LIVE and available on all platforms!
I am so honored to be a part of this collection of short stories. Ten authors came together with Shannon Hunt from Once Upon An Alpha to raise awareness and funds for 4 Paws for Ability. All the proceeds from sales of this book will benefit the organization.
4 Paws for Ability enriches the lives of children with disabilities by training and placing quality, task-trained service dogs. This provides increased independence for the children, and assistance to their families. And 4 Paws also works with veterans from recent conflicts who’ve lost the use of their limbs or their hearing while in active combat.
Alphas of Danger is full of suspense, intrigue, and, of course, steamy, sexy, alpha males. All the authors wrote amazing stories, and I’m so proud of the finished product. It’s a dream come true to do what I love. On top of that, getting to work with or be included in a team of other creatives that love what they do is beyond my wildest dreams.
My short story is called WITH A VENGEANCE – about a woman wanting to prove her friend’s death was not a suicide–it was cold-blooded murder. In her quest for proof and vengeance against the man she believes ended her friend’s life, she meets a different man who isn’t all he seems…
Stories Contributed to Alphas of Danger are as follows:
1. DEVOTED TO WICKED by Shayla Black
2. COUNTDOWN by Lexi Blake
3. POWER STRUGGLE by Mari Carr
4. CIA COVERT TEAM: RAINBOW KNIGHTS (M/M) by Kris Cook
5. WITH A VENGEANCE by Anissa Garcia
6. HARD ASSET by Kym Grosso Author
7. REVENGE ON THE ROCKS by Jenna Jacob
8. SEDUCING DANGER by Kennedy Layne
9. ENFORCE HER – A LEATHER, PIPES & PASSION SHORT STORY by Isabella LaPearl
10. EXECUTIVE INK – A MONTGOMERY INK SHORT STORY by Carrie Ann Ryan
TINY TIDBIT FROM WITH A VENGEANCE
He’s dauntingly large, masculine. My entire body screams in lust as I take another sip.
“So, what do you do that allows you to have a place like this?” I try to make small talk, but I know where all of this is leading.
“Financial things, analysis stuff,” he dismisses. He still won’t tell me about himself. What the hell am I doing? He could be a criminal.
“What kind of financial analysis stuff?”
“Stuff that would bore you.” We both laugh for a moment as he sticks a hand in his pocket looking like a GQ model.
“Yeah, but even in a regular finance job you wouldn’t be able to afford a place like this.” He doesn’t say anything and I shift. He could be a con artist, a drug dealer, with the mafia. As if he senses my unease, he finally answers.
“My parents died when I was two and left me everything. My uncle raised me. He worked on Wall Street and was extremely wealthy. He died from a heart attack a few years ago.” He tells the story with no bitterness.
“I’m so sorry,” I say softly.
“No need to be. I was loved. And I love what I do. But I get lonely.” He approaches me slowly. “Tell me something, beautiful. When was the last time you slept with a real man?”
My voice trembles. “Real man?”
His heated gaze runs over my face and to my lips. “Someone who knows how to please a woman.”
“Uh…” I’m breathless.
He stays silent and I nervously gulp down the rest of my drink. He takes the glass from me and sets it on the table nearby. His body is hovering and his hands move forward. He brushes my hair back from my face gently, then runs his fingertips over my jaw down to my neck. Goose bumps rise over my skin.
“I want you to feel special tonight,” he whispers as his mouth faintly grazes over mine. We aren’t kissing, but my nerve endings sizzle. I imagine how those lips will run over my entire body and a small shudder releases from my mouth. “You seem delicate…I’ll be careful.”
“I’m not,” I protest. “Don’t be.”