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A brotherhood who would fight, protect, and give their
lives for one another. A club whose ties ran thicker than blood, murkier than
the dirt and grime that tainted my soul. Stronger than the bonds that connected
me to my own family.
A band of brothers, where loyalty was kept and paid in a
currency of blood.
When I was twenty-seven, I betrayed that brotherhood.
I’ve spent every day since running, avoiding paying back
that debt.
My name is Daniel Johnson.
I have betrayed everyone I ever loved.
And I’ll betray her too.
This is my story—if you’re screwed up enough to want to
read it.
Warning: KICK contains graphic violence, profanity, drug
use, and explicit sexual situations of a taboo nature. Intended for an 18+
audience only. Not intended for pussies.
I am going to expand on the warning the author gives
above. This is book has some really dark
scenes and if you have rape triggers or abuse triggers you may want to proceed
with caution. I love a good dark read
but there were some scenes in here that had me putting my kindle down for a few
minutes and walking away before I could go further. With all that being said, I must be sick and
twisted in my head but I just kept going back for more.
I don’t want to go to deep into the book because I don’t
want to give anything away, but the things that Kick has done, things that he
witnessed, things that not just affected him, but someone close to him as
well. He has a way with crazy. That sentence won’t make sense until you read
the book, but trust me he is like the crazy whisperer. His story isn’t pretty, it’s not even a
diamond in the rough, it is raw, gritty, dark and disturbing. Now I am not saying all those things only
pertain to Kick. Nope, but again you
will have to read the book to see who and/or what I am talking about.
Please though, if dark reads aren’t for you, then don’t read
the book. If rape situations or drug use
are triggers or hard limits, then please don’t read the book because while this
is dark and disturbing at times it is a damn good book, one that still has me
thinking about it days later.
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Excerpt #1
“You gotta let go now, Princess. I gotta hand you over.”
Her panicked gaze meets mine. “He’ll shoot you.”
“No, he won’t.”
“Yes, he will.”
I smile down at her. “What are we just gonna stand here
forever, you in my arms, your dad holding a gun to my head? If he shoots me, he
shoots me. Ain’t nothing I can do about that, Princess. At least I’ll know I
did one thing right.”
She takes a deep, shaky breath. “I’d be dead if it weren’t
for you.”
I nod, because it’s true. If Slayer hadn’t come at a deal,
Prez would’ve eventually killed her, and he’d have tortured her some more
first. “Promise me somethin’?”
“What?”
“Get on your feet and then get the hell outta here. Prez
will come looking for you again. He’s not a guy who likes to lose. Take as much
money as you can, and get the fuck away from this life, otherwise you’re gonna
wind up filling a body bag way too young.”
Lauren is wrenched away from me then. She screams as the
Italian carts her off toward the clubhouse, flailing and slapping at him
despite her injuries.
“Daniel!” she screams, reaching out toward me as he struggles
to get her inside. Without thinking I take a step forward, but I’m attacked
from behind. My knees go out from under me and I’m shoved face-first into the
ground. Some heavy motherfucker sits down on my back. I buck, trying to unseat
him, but I’m whacked in the back of the head until I stop.
“Well, isn’t that fuckin’ touching? The Angel scum, in
love with my daughter? Didn’t I warn you away from her once before?” Slayer
asks, circling me like a predator circles prey. The biker using me for a chair
shoves his gun against the back of my skull.
“Yeah, I did,” Slayer continues, and he motions for the
guy on top of me to force me to stand. I’m dragged up by the hair and presented
to Slayer. “At the rally, where she fuckin’ went missin’!” His red, blotchy
face almost touches mine. He’s so close I can see the blood vessels snaking out
from the corners of his eyes. He’s
fucking high. His daughter’s been locked up, raped, beaten, treated like a
fuckin’ animal over some shit that she shouldn’t even have to know about, and
the arsehole’s gettin’ high as a fuckin’ kite instead of findin’ her? He makes
me sick. He’s everything I hate about the life. And he’s more than likely
exactly where I’ll end up, because this is what we are—this is what livin’ in
the club gets you: bitterness, enemies, and a shit-tonne of bad blood.
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About the Author:
Carmen Jenner
Carmen
Jenner is a thirty-something, USA TODAY
Best Selling Author, doctor, pilot and CIA agent. She's also a compulsive, flagrant
prevaricator who gets to make things up for a living.
While
Sugartown may not technically exist, Carmen grew up in a small Australian town
just like it, and just like her characters, she always longed for something
more. They didn't have an Elijah Cade, though.
If they
did, you can be sure she would have never left.
THANK
YOU!
1 comment:
Loved your review! Thank you so much for being a part of the tour! I'm so glad you enjoyed KICK! :)
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