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Cover Reveal for Point of Redemption (Nordic Lords MC, #2) by Stacey Lynn
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Title: Point of Redemption (Nordic Lords MC, #2)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: July 30, 2014
Blurb
Lies. Heartbreak. Betrayal.
No one knew the devastation of those three words more than Faith Winston and five years ago, she endured every one of them. All she wanted was to feel safe and marry the very man who promised to love her and protect her, Ryker Knight.
But growing up in the Nordic Lords Motorcycle Club, she should have known she couldn’t have a happy ending. Instead, her world became a nightmare. The bikers—her family—abandoned her, leaving her to crash without their safety net.
Ryker Knight has spent the last five years consumed with guilt, running from the ghosts that haunt him. That is until his past catches up with him the moment his brother needs his help. Returning home to Jasper Bay, he’s forced to face the same ghosts he was running from. Only to find that the woman he loved is trapped in a hell of her own, entrenched behind enemy lines —and it’s all his fault.
And even though Ryker’s life comes with priorities that he can’t – and won’t - turn his back on, he refuses to leave Jasper Bay until he’s found Faith.
But will she want to return to the life she’s always wanted
even if Ryker is no longer capable of giving her what he once promised?
Excerpt
“Don’t you get it, Ryker?” She stepped away from me and
slowly turned around. Before I could process what she was doing, her back faced
me as she lowered her robe. With her arms bent at the sides, the robe fell down
her back and draped across the back of her waist. She reached up with one hand
and pulled her hair over her shoulder so I could see the black lace.
I wanted to run my hands over her skin and feel the lace
beneath my fingers. But I stopped myself. My eyebrows pulled in, confused as to
what she was trying to show me.
“Look,” she said. “Look closer.”
I did. I moved in and bent down and watched her shiver
beneath my hooded gaze. And then I felt the need to hit something because I
could finally see what she wanted me to see.
“Faith,” I said as I lightly reached out and began tracing
the scars with the tip of my thumb. My teeth ground together and my jaw
radiated in pain from trying not to scream at her. I could barely see them
under the lace, but they were there. White scars, some still pink. I moved the
robe down, wishing the lace was gone so I could see the maze of angry slashes
and scars that decorated her fucking gorgeous skin.
“What is this?” I growled. The back of the robe was fisted
in my hands and I pulled it off. I didn’t see the beauty in front of me, the
woman who could always make my dick hard in seconds. Now I saw the broken and
marred skin and all of it was my own damn fucking fault for not taking a minute
five years ago to stop and think for one damn second.
Faith looked at me from over her shoulder. I dragged my
eyes, reluctantly pulling them off her skin and scars, and saw the deadness in
her eyes. “Disobedience has its consequences.”
She shrugged her shoulders and moved away from me, but I
stopped her. One hand went to her waist and I tightened my grip on her hip
before she could walk away. I stared at my hand on her skin wishing I was
touching her for a different reason.
“I’m so fucking sorry.”
Her eyes grew wet before she looked away from me to the floor.
My fingers twitched on her hip and I felt her jump slightly.
“Faith,” I said, my throat raw with pain and regret. “We’ll
free you from them. I fucking swear it.”
She spun around and my hand fell from her skin down to my
side. She reached out, grabbed the robe from my other hand, and shrugged it on,
knotting the belt tightly around her waist.
“What you don’t understand,” she said quietly, “is that I’ll
never be free again.”
Point of Return (Nordic Lords MC, #1)
About the Author
Amazon Bestselling Author of
the Just One Song series, Don't Lie to Me,
Remembering Us and the Nordic Lords MC series.
I am a wife, a mom, and a writer. I can often be found curled up on the couch with a good book, or obsessively eating Skittles in a very complicated and organized manner. No joke.
Blog Tour, Giveaway & Exclusive Deleted Scene for Point of No Return by Stacey Lynn
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Title: Point of Return (Nordic Lords #1)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: April 22, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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DELETED SCENE
“Good evening, Olivia, I’m Doc.” He was
older, maybe in his fifties like my dad. But his eyes held a tenderness even
though I knew he held a bucket of secrets in them at what he had seen. If he
was a doctor for The Black Death, there was no way of telling the things he
knew. His graying hair was pulled back into a low ponytail at the base of his
neck and I saw a variation of a club’s tattoo on his neck. The letters “BD”
prominently displayed with an arrow woven through them. He wasn’t just a
doctor. He was a member. “It’s nice to finally meet you. Heard a lot about the
Prez’s daughter over the years.”
My shoulders tightened at hearing about
my dad. I said nothing as I watched him carefully.
Beneath me, Daemon’s arm tightened and
then let me go. “He has to check you out, Liv.”
I bristled at the nickname only he had
ever been allowed to call me. Liv. Live. The one thing I had never truly done.
I nodded and shifted on the bed as the
covers were moved and then adjusted over my lap. I closed my eyes but gripped
Daemon’s hand with mine.
My head turned to the side, away from
both of them as the pain caused tears to flow down my cheeks again. At least I
didn’t throw up again.
A few minutes later, the blankets
shifted again and the weight on the bed told me Doc was done. His warm hand
rested on my thigh and I turned my eyes back to him.
“You’re a brave girl. I can’t see
anything that’s wrong, but I’m going to give you a shot of Pitocin. It will
make your muscles contract and stop the hemorrhaging.”
“No shots.” I hated the idea. I hated
needles. Ironic that I worked in a tattoo parlor, I knew that.
He just nodded and Daemon’s hand gripped
mine tighter. “It will only hurt for a second.”
And then a searing pain shot through my
thigh. It happened right after the warning and I wasn’t
given the time to prepare. I also wasn’t given the time to tense up.
“Ahhhh!” I cried out in pain and
squeezed Daemon’s hand so tightly I was certain I could break his bones. He
said nothing, but I noticed he was grinding his teeth together. And then the
pain and the needle were both gone.
Doc gazed at me with sorrowful eyes.
“Sometimes it helps to not know exactly what’s coming. Sorry for scaring you.”
I shook my head and squeezed my eyes
shut to prevent more tears from falling. I had cried enough in the last ten
hours to last a lifetime. Probably more than I’d cried in my lifetime.
“You shouldn’t be alone for the next
twelve hours at least.”
“I’ll stay with her.”
I glared at Daemon. Maybe I was thankful
he came to help, but I resented him so easily ingratiating himself into my
life. “No. You won’t.” I turned to Doc. “I’ll be fine.”
He wrote his cell number on a card and
dropped it in my lap. “Call me if you need me.” He nodded at Daemon and then he
was gone as quietly as he came.
“Your dad will put me to ground if I
don’t stay. I’m not leaving you alone again.” He shoved his hands through his
hair, dislodging his ponytail. I watched his hair fall and frame his face,
almost brushing my forehead he stared at me so closely. “Shit. I never should have
left before. I knew that prick wouldn’t take care of you the right way.”
I sat up and pushed him away. I ignored
the pain in my abdomen and the dull ache in my thigh from the needle. “Shut up.
You don’t get to say that shit about Travis. He’s always been there for me.”
Like you weren’t. I let the last of my thought linger silently between us.
A muscle in his jaw clenched. “You don’t
know shit about what happened. And I’m not leaving until I know you’re okay.”
“Of course,” I replied smugly. “Heaven
forbid the son my dad never had walk away from the daughter he never wanted.”
His lips pressed into a line so thin
they disappeared. I watched his chest heaving deep breaths. He exhaled
forcefully, and I smelled his breathe. Booze and smoke mixed with….sex.
I gagged. “Get your pussy breath away
from me.”
“Jealous?” An eyebrow rose.
Absolutely not. The lie twisted in my
stomach. I knew the familiar fire in me that once told me he belonged to me and
only me and I’d kick any girl’s ass who looked at him the wrong way. Growing up
in the Black Death, everyone learned to fight; even the girls. “Disgusted,” I
sneered and rolled away from him. “There’s an extra tooth brush in the bathroom
cupboard. Use it and you can sleep on the couch.”
“I’ll use the brush,” he spoke softly
and rose from the bed. “But I’m not sleeping on that couch.”
“Then go home.”
“Liv,” he scolded in that demanding and
confident voice he hadn’t possessed when we were younger. I turned my head
slowly, unable to ignore him. “I’m not leaving. I’m going to brush my teeth,
climb into your bed, and take care of you the way a man should. Just because
you’ve been with that prick for so long, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t know what
it’s like to have a real man around.”
“And you’re going to teach me, I take
it.”
“I’ll teach you everything you want to
know.” He smiled seductively.
“Fuck off.”
“We can do that, too,” he muttered under
his breath as he walked toward the bathroom.
I ignored it.
I also ignored him when he climbed back
into my bed in only his boxer briefs and pulled me to his chest.
Then I ignored the way my heart skipped
a beat at the feel of his arms wrapped around me and his warm, fresh minty
breath on my neck, and the way the scruff of his cheek tickled my sensitive
neck skin.
I hated him. I hated his life and
everything he stood for. I hated the way he left me, feeling used and tossed
aside for the promises made by my lying asshole of my father.
Mostly, I hated that my heart clearly
didn’t think the same things as my head. Wrapped in Daemon’s arms felt too
comfortable, too much like the safety of home I hadn’t had in years.
So I ignored all that too and closed my
eyes.
Release Day Blitz for Point of Return (Nordic Lords #1) by Stacey Lynn
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Title: Point of Return (Nordic Lords #1)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: April 22, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
“C’mon, Liv,” I said, walking to
her and standing right in between her legs. I looked down at her in amusement.
She was almost right where I wanted her. “You’re too jaded for the straight
life.”
I nudged the inside of her knee
open a little wider with mine. She sat straight up and glared at me, but the
heat was missing in her eyes.
“Well, whose fault is that?”
I wanted to ram my head into a
wall. I was not having this same
conversation again. “Already told you I wouldn’t change a thing about what I
did, Liv. You might as well get over it now.”
“What if I can’t?”
I grinned and leaned over her so
far she fell straight back onto my bed. Her hair fell from the ugly ass bird’s
nest into a pile on my messy sheets. Best sight ever. “Can’t or won’t?”
She smirked and I leaned closer, my
lips just inches from hers.
“You will. Because right now, Liv,
you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. And you’ve always known it. Now,
you’re just done fightin’ it. And God, I want you here.”
My lips brushed against hers and
she sucked in a quick breath. I wanted to push it but didn’t want to push her
away. Not when I finally had her right where I wanted her. My hands on either
side of her head, my body leaning over hers. All I’d have to do is crawl onto
the bed, bend my knees and I could enter nirvana in seconds. I knew by her
pulse and her breathing she was turned on.
She wanted me just as much as I
wanted her. I could feel it seeping from her skin directly into mine. I flicked
my tongue out, tasting her soft lips and when she moaned, I pressed against her
further. My resolve to stay away completely flying out the damn window.
But then she stopped me. I felt her
lips curl into a smile against mine, and I opened my eyes, staring directly
into hers.
“What?”
“I pulled a gun on Finn today. And
my dad.”
My head dropped to her neck as the
laughter poured out of me. She really was coming back. I loved it. Fucking loved
her own personal brand of craziness. The girl who wouldn’t kill a spider but
had no problems pulling a gun on two men that scared the shit out of almost
everyone they met. She had guts. “You’re fuckin’ crazy, princess.”
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