Excerpt Reveal: All The Rage by TM Frazier
ARE YOU READY TO RAGE?
“What you don’t seem to understand
is all that matters right now is standing right fucking here,”
Nolan said, his voice thick and deep. His eyes were the darkest I’d
ever seen them, glimmering with wicked intent. One side of his full
lips curled upward in a devilish smirk. I couldn’t breathe. I
couldn’t think. I was consumed by him. Or at least, from the way he
continued to fuck me with his eyes, I knew I was about to be.
Nolan took a step forward and I took
two back. Our little dance made him chuckle, the sound coming from
deep within his throat. With just that little laugh my insides
clenched so hard I gasped. Nolan’s smirk grew into a knowing smile.
His eyes darted to the space between my legs where my shorts had
ridden up, exposing every inch of my shaking thighs.
He licked his bottom lip, tracing it
with the tip of his tongue. My inner battle raged on between wanting
to run away from him, and wanting to run straight into him. Although,
it wasn’t like it mattered which option won out in the end. The
pier was narrow, and Nolan was blocking my only way out.
He reached down and unbuckled his belt,
sliding it out through the loops. Folding it in half, he snapped the
leather together. The sound an echoing crack through the damp night
air.
Our dance continued as he took another
step toward me and I again retreated. “Since you don’t seem to
feel the same way, let me tell you what’s going to happen right
now,” Nolan started.
“I’m going to make you come on my
fingers.” Step. “On my tongue.” Step. “And around my cock.”
His last step closed the space between us. My back hit the railing,
trapping me between the end of the pier and his hard wall of a chest.
My breathing became even more labored, my chest rising and falling in
quick succession against his. Pressing against my stomach I could
feel the heat of his hard cock through the worn fabric of his jeans.
My nipples hardened as the ache in my core grew into need. “I’m
going to fuck you. Hard. And I’m not going to stop fucking you
until you realize that this shit between us is all that matters.”
That’s when I realized there would be
no escaping this time.
From him.
From this.
From us.
Are you ready to meet Rage?
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They call me Rage.
My real name is like a shadow, always
close behind, but never quite able to catch up.
I fly under the radar because no one
ever suspects I’m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit
each and every day.
You see, I’m a girl. I’m nineteen.
And I'm a killer.
This life is all I know. It s all I
want to know. It keeps the s**t buried that I need kept buried. It
allows me to live without thinking too much.
Without dwelling on the past.
Until him.
It all changes when an ordinary boy
becomes my next target.
And my first love.
I have to choose.
The only life I ve ever known has to
die, or he does.
Either way, I ll be the one pulling the
trigger...
All the Rage is a STANDALONE
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in
sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast
University where she specialized in public speaking. After years
working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was
finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue
writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very
first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both
her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start
the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
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