Bound: Minutemen MC (25 page)

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Growing up the youngest daughter in a family of three, I had always been the baby of the family. That meant I was pretty much left to learn things either on my own or from my two older sisters. They were the ones who got me interested in writing and I owe so much of my accomplishments to them. Megan and Raissa, I couldn’t have done it without y’all!

I like stories with alpha males who can show a surprising streak of passion, even in stories as dark as Night After Night. Characters like that allow us to jump into and explore their world—even if only for a short while!

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Short story description:

She's the law and he's the lawbreaker

As a cop, Detective Flora Daunt meets the worst types but Terry Brandt is unique.

And it's not just Terry Brandt's offbeat looks. His deep set blue eyes, the chiseled body, the stride, that awesome cockiness - and that smoldering, inviting look...

Each time they speak, it seems like their roles are reversed. As he plies her with question after question that leaves her feverishly looking forward to the next session, it's only a matter of time before he asks her the one question she's been waiting to hear this entire time...

OTHER BOOKS BY KATHRYN THOMAS

Afia

Mysterious, scarred, and hard muscles covered in tattoos.

He was bad news from the moment I saw him.

His dark eyes leave nothing to the imagination.

I can feel his gaze stripping me bare.

I’m determined to keep him at arm’s length.

Determined to not be another notch in his bedpost.

Until he pinned me against his hard body.

Took me from one leg-quivering climax to the next as he used me for his pleasure.

Now I’m scared.

Not because this outlaw biker was my first.

But because I can’t get him out of my head

And I never want to leave his bed.

Sam

I’m a sinner.

There’s nothing in the world I like better than corrupting good women.

F*** them, use them, make them beg for more.

Plenty of women have tried to change me, and every one of them failed.

Until Afia.

She was too innocent for me to defile—too pure for me to ruin.

But just looking at her leaves me aching for release.

Leaves me wanting more.

I want her in my bed.

I need her screaming my name.

And I won’t stop until she’s begging me to make her MINE.

I didn’t ask for any of this

My bar was supposed to be neutral ground—a safe haven in Leo Graves’ war threatening to tear everything apart.

Until he pinned me against the wall and made me scream until my voice broke.

Now I have to pick a side, and there’s no way in hell this bad boy will let me out of his sight.

Out of his arms.

Out of his bed.

I’m taking a one way ticket to hell…

… with the devil as my guide.

And when he holds me down at night,

Rough hands tugging at my clothes.

All I can hear are those same words...

“You’re MINE”

ASHER

I’m not a f***ing babysitter

I’m a goddamn outlaw. I’ve got better things to do. People to kill. And women to f***.

Getting stuck with some babysitting job? Might as well put a bullet in my head now.

But when I saw Jenny.

When I got a taste of her fiery temper.

A glimpse of her curves.

I knew there was nothing else I wanted.

She thinks she can use me.

She thinks she’s the one calling the shots.

She couldn’t be more wrong.

I’m going to remind her just who’s the boss here.

And after I tear down all her walls.

I’m going to make her MINE

JENNY

All I wanted was revenge.

But all I got was a bodyguard and a stern warning to stay out of it all.

All I got was Asher.

He’s a rough criminal—a stone cold outlaw made of nothing but hard muscles, dark tattoos, and testosterone.

I thought I could use him to get what I want.

I thought I could use him for revenge.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

MONSTER

A president’s got a reputation to keep.

Blake

I’ve got blood on my hands, more scars than tats.

I don’t love. I f*** and forget.

When I see Lauren on that auction block…

Something inside of me snapped.

I’m the last thing she wants.

But I’m the only hope she’s got.

Because out here, might is right.

And she can either jump in bed with a monster to live...

… or get tossed to the devils to die.

Lauren

I wasn’t supposed to end up here:

On an auction block in front of a jeering crowd.

And then I see him.

The monster who’ll claim me.

A man whose hard tattooed body is matched only by his ruthlessness.

A man who terrifies me.

And when he looks in my eyes…

I can practically hear him growl.

Feel his rough hands on my curves.

His scarred body pressed against mine.

And the words keep echoing in my ear:

“Don’t forget. You’re MINE”

The last thing I wanted was a kid

I spend my days cheating death and my nights laying pipe. There’s nothing I love more than a good one night stand. Settling down wasn’t in my blood.

But that was before Alexandra.

A firecracker in bed with a fiery attitude to match.

I’d never fallen harder for anyone else.

Until I knocked her up and everything changed.

She thinks I’m a monster.

A criminal.

A thug.

She thinks she can keep my kid from me.

I’m going to get her back.

I’m going to make her pay.

And when her voice’s broken from screaming my name, I’m going to make her
MINE