A snippet from SCORPION TAIL (Fade To Black) **COMING SOON**
Alicia lumbered into the kitchen, yanked the fridge open and grabbed a bottle of milk. The light within cast a glow over the round table by the window. The gleam brought a dark figure into view. At first, it looked like a harmless shadow.
But then, it moved.
Her heart lunged up into her throat. Gasping, she scurried backwards. The bottle fell from her grip and cold liquid splashed over her feet.
A deep sigh-filled exhale came from the shadow. With it, a smoky scent drifted by her nose.
Eyes glued on the intruder, she inched over to the wall and flipped the switch. The single ceiling light flickered on. Her mouth went dry and her body tensed.
Seated at the table, dressed in all black, was Becca. Legs crossed, he gazed out the open kitchen window as he puffed away on a cigarette. His long hair concealed the sides of his face, making him appear as nothing more than a silhouette. Black leather gloves covered his hands, which meant one thing. He didn’t want to leave any fingerprints.
Gun. She had it hidden in the cabinet above the fridge. How could she get to it, without sparking his suspicions? “How did you get in here?” Stupid question, but it was the only thing she could think to say at the moment. She’d never been this scared in her life. His presence alone shook her to the core. “Are… are you here kill me?”
He breathed out a stream of smoke, then finally turned and fixed those eerie, bright on her. “That’s entirely up to you.” Using his foot, he pushed the chair adjacent from him out from the table. “Have a seat.”
A snippet from SCORPION TAIL (Fade To Black) **COMING SOON**
With his hands shoved in his pockets, Toshiro walked along the side of the building, passed the parking lot and people loitering. He made it to the rear, where there was an alleyway, probably no more than ten feet wide. A brick wall, almost as tall as the building, blocked off the alleyway. It was recessed about two feet from the building’s edge, which made an indention, perfect for climbing.
He brushed his fingers across a few grooves etched into the wall. Stepping back, he examined its height.
Just under the roof’s overhang, a camera pointed away from the barrier. It was most likely aimed at the club’s rear entrance. He stood there a few seconds, listening for voices on the other side. The clamor and laughter from people leaving and entering the club made it difficult to decipher the sounds.
He had to make a choice. Either stand here and wait for the opportune moment to make his move, which would leave him open to be caught by security. Or, take a gamble and scale the wall now and possibly face the repercussions on the other side.
Prison Guard’s Son ~ LaVerne Thompson writing as Ursula Sinclair
“I can only be who I am.”
I never knew my mother. I tell people she died shortly after I was born, that stops any more questions. So I don’t have to say she was a convicted felon who died while in prison. Nor do I have to talk about the fact that my father was one of her guards. He raised me as best he could. The one thing I never had or wanted was a family, he was family enough. The only other thing I ever needed was my music. I never pretended to be anything other than what I am, but then she entered my life and my music suffered. I needed to be someone else, anyone else or I could never have her. She could never know the truth about me or I wouldn’t be there to save her.
I never knew my father. Growing up in a large extended family, I was never alone. I just grew up without a father. He died before I was born and while I always had adult male relatives to help guide me, I still missed him. He never even knew of my existence, but I felt his presence everyday of my life. His legacy helped shape me. Then I heard this voice one day, singing with such a soul deep loneliness. I had to respond. But when I did, he turned my world upside down. Then I found out the truth.
Prison Guard’s Son Except
It was true. I keep my business separate from my personal, because I never allow any woman I ever sleep with to get personal. Other than the physical. That only last one night. I want no expectations and let any woman I sleep with know that from the first.
If they couldn’t deal then it didn’t happen. And yeah, so what if I’ve slept with most any woman that attracts me and some that I’ve worked with in the past? It was never more than once. I always tell them, if they can’t handle it let me know up front and it won’t happen. Only once did I ever have to replace my publicist because she didn’t believe my one night rule. Then again, it was not even for one night. I never spent the night with a woman. Ever. I preferred waking up alone.
Women got ideas when they fall asleep with you wrapped around them, or they you. So no…not going there. Not giving them that impression at all. Still, I instinctively knew, Eryn would take some work. Yet, in the end, I would get what I want. I always did. And from the moment she stared at me…I wanted her.
LaVerne Thompson is an award winning, best-selling, multi-published author, an avid reader and a writer of contemporary, fantasy, and sci/fi sensual romances. She also writes romantic suspense and new adult romance under the pen name Ursula Sinclair.
She is a certified chocoholic and is currently working on several projects. Some might even involve chocolate. Both of her daughters are now away at college. However, she and her husband don’t like the term empty nester. She’s added a cat to the household to keep the dog of the house company. Hopefully, writing will keep her sane.
Rock My World Anthology, available at your favorite ebook vendor!
“We are Scorpion Tail, and we’re here to rock you ‘til death!”
Sex, Drugs, Rock n’ Roll… and MURDER!
Four unlikely individuals come together and form the indie band, “Scorpion Tail”. Their wild, rebellious sound and dark lyrics thrust them into stardom in a small town in Georgia.
When a heinous murder is committed during one of their concerts, it puts the band under an unwanted spotlight. Because of their troubled pasts, they dread what the bad publicity will bring, but it doesn’t stop them from rocking on.
They gain the attention of Toshiro Matsuda, a tenacious detective from Japan, who is determined to link them to the crime.
Scorpion Tail’s lead singer, MonaLisa, has plans to throw him off his A-game to protect the band. In a turn of events, she finds herself attracted to him. But, if she gives in, Toshiro may uncover the secrets she keep.
While Toshiro was never one to fall for seduction, there is something about the sassy rock star that intrigues him. However, he is not the only who has his eyes set on her.
Will Toshiro be able to catch the killer, before MonaLisa is added to the death list?
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