Appreciation and A Sneak Peek

Dear Readers,

Thank you so much for going on this amazing journey with Hollis and Ugo.

I want you to know that I'm forever grateful for your love and support.

Thanks for the gems, the comments, and the reviews.

If you've gotten to this chapter, then you're such an amazing human and I'm sending lots of virtual hugs your way.

You can always share your reviews on the review page and comments on the chapters. I would love to know what you love about this book.

My new book, "RUTHLESS KINGS: THE LANDON BROTHERS," will be live soon on the Goodnovel app.

Meanwhile, here is a sneak peek of a few chapters of the book.

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RUTHLESS KINGS: THE LANDON BROTHERS

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I'm never one to put a warning at the start of a book. But, here we go...

The following book contains characters that might sound unreasonable, offensive, top-of-the-line, possessive and many more.

If you consider an unapologetic, irredeemable obsessively-in-love alpha male offensive and unacceptable, you can skip this one and check out my other books.

However, if you love a guy who is so crazy in love with a girl that he will stop at nothing until he owns her and she gives herself to him completely, then this is for you.

Keywords to look out for; Love, Persistence, Obsession, Hypnosis, Kidnap, Revenge, Persistence, Exploration, Kink...

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BOOK 1: YOU BETTER RUN, EMMAH

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EMMAH'S POV

I was able to ply my Kia Rondo down the dusty road leading to Oakville. Getting Laurette Brisk, the famous lifestyle influencer, to agree to partner with me to relaunch my own beauty line was something out of the movies.

So when she suggested we meet, I didn’t mind being given the time and venue. Oakville was about a hundred and twenty miles away from home, yet I didn’t mind.

Once I saw the sign indicating that I’ve arrived Oakville, I felt like shedding tears of joy. I was just a few minutes away from realizing my dream.

I had just passed almost twenty minutes of absolute nothing, just endless rolling hills and soybean fields and the occasional dilapidated barn when I realized my car needed gas.

I used my phone to check for the closest gas station and turned my car in that direction immediately. A few minutes into the drive, I lost the signal. There was zero cell service.

I continued down the path and let out a breath of relief when I saw a gas station sign in front. I pulled into the tiny, beat-up gas station by the side of the road and got out of my car.

A big truck pulled up right behind me and three big men in jeans and boots got out. A sudden stab of fear pulsed through me when I realized we were the only ones in the gas station.

When they caught sight of me, they looked at each other, and then the biggest one among them came over. He was probably in his late thirties with a shaved head and an unkempt beard.

“Sweetheart,” he called, his sharp eyes roaming over my carefully-ironed satin dress, and lingered on my bare legs and black pumps before settling on the ring on my finger.

“Your man gotta be high on trust to let you out looking this edible." He said. "What’s your name, and where are you from?” He continued, moving toward me.

“My name is none of your business and I don't stay too far away from here,” I said, backing up, my heart sinking.

“Ah, you're close to home. Hello, home girl,” he said, an unpleasant smile beginning to spread over his face. “Why don’t you get in the truck with us and we’ll go somewhere fun?”

“No, thanks,” I said, my back hitting my car door.

He was reaching out one hand for me when I heard someone behind me.

“What are you boys doing?” The voice asked from behind.

The bald guy jerked away from me and turned around.

I turned and saw him then, the guy that had come to rescue me. Tall, lean with broad shoulders, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans. He had an unruly longish blonde hair that curled over his neck and beautiful blue eyes.

I was familiar with that face and those features. I knew that man but felt too scared to acknowledge the possibility.

The men harassing me drew apart, glancing at each other. “We were just making jokes.” The smallest one amongst them said.

My knight in shiny armor took a drink out of out of the bottle he was holding, and asked them, “So, are you leaving or not?”

I wondered what Bald-head would do, especially since he had two of his friends with him. To my surprise, he gave a sharp nod and jerked his head at the two others to follow him back to their truck.

They all rushed into their truck and drove off, spinning out of the gas station parking lot.

Now, it was just us. I turned to my savior. Reacting to instincts, I bolted off back to my car, hoping to drive off immediately after I stepped into the car.

But he was faster than me. He yanked me by my arm and pulled me up to face him.

“And where do you think you’re going?” His voice rang, soothing to the ear, yet terrifying nonetheless.

Oh God, what is happening? I’ve just fallen into the lion’s den without being persuaded or pursued.

“Let go!” I yelled, but his response made me feel cold.

“Never!”