It’s time for Snippet Sunday. It’s the weekend and I’m taking it slow because more personal stuff. But I have a whole new series of books filled with snark, humor, and paranormal bikers, and the second one is now available while the first one is available in Kindle Unlimited. Don’t forget, you can either buy books on Amazon as usual or you can “borrow” the books in Kindle Unlimited (which is an unlimited reading subscription for ten dollars a month). Check it out MY FOREVER COCKY BIKER ENCOUNTER HERE and DUDE WITH A COOL CAR HERE.
In this snippet, we’re in Cooper’s POV (all in first person) and he’s trying to figure out a way to tell her he’s not actually stalking her. Karma speaks first.
“Why do you want to talk?”
All the usual suave responses disappeared out of my thoughts before I could access them and I sat there scrambling for something to say.
Because you’re beautiful and hearing your voice turns me on.
Because I can’t get enough of being near you.
Because I’m desperate for company and you’re the first person who’s noticed me.
Oh yeah. All those things didn’t sound stalkerish at all. I damn near choked on my sarcasm. No matter which way I looked at it, following her to get her name was creepy as hell and now I had no idea how to salvage the situation. Way to go, DeVille.
I honestly didn’t know why I’d needed to follow her. It didn’t make sense. Yes, talking to a member of the Concrete Angels would help my case against Backlog, but that hadn’t been why I’d followed the goddess on a motorcycle. I’d simply needed to know more about her and to be close to her. And that was just fuckin’ weird.
“You know what? You’re right. This was a stupid idea.” I nodded, self-recrimination and frustration zipping through me. “I’m gonna go. This has bad karma written all over it. Story of my life.”
I lurched off Rosé and dug my keys out of my front pocket, but her voice stopped me.
“What did you say?”
“I said it’s the story of my life.”
“No.” She shook her head as I paused in the front of Rosé’s hood. “Before that.”
“What, about karma?”
She nodded. “Do you believe in karma?”
“Hell yeah, I believe in karma. What goes around comes around, which is why I’m gonna head on outta here and leave you alone. I’m sorry I scared you.”
And that might be his saving grace. 😉 There are several great authors on the Weekend Writer Warriors list, the Snippet Sunday Facebook group, and the Rainbow Snippets Facebook group. A few of my favorites are, P.T. Wyant, Karen Michelle Nutt, Veronica Scott, Jessica Subject, Kathy Griffith Karysa Faire, and Iris Blobel.
Here’s the blurb for DUDE WITH A COOL CAR:
Bikers, Badge, and Backlog: Marshal DeVille always gets his man…and his Karma.
Cooper DeVille, US Marshal
Being undercover has its perks. I get to do stuff the day-to-day me would never experience. Like infiltrating the Concrete Angels Motorcycle Club and meeting Karma, the gorgeous Enforcer of the MC. Being handcuffed to her bed is a dream, but that’s the problem with undercover work. Everything I’m doing here is only half true. The Concrete Angels—and Karma—are connected to Backlog, a shadow organization infiltrating law enforcement. The Fed undercover here before me was Backlog’s bitch, and now he’s dead. I have to determine which side of this fight the Concrete Angels are on… before Karma comes to bite me in ways I won’t enjoy.
Karma, Concrete Angels’ Enforcer
You bet your ass, I’m that karma, the one people pray never catches up to them. But my own karma has found me, seeing as the hunky P.I. who drove into the MC compound with his cool car is my Goddess-chosen true mate. But as my luck—and the Goddess’ sense of humor—would have it, Cooper’s an undercover US Marshal trying to ferret out our connection to a group called Backlog. Would’ve been nice to know before I took him to bed and discovered he’s the best damn submissive this Madam could want, because I don’t deal well with liars. And no one’s happy when Karma’s pissed. But Backlog has Cooper in its sights, and to survive… my mate might just have to die.