Cover Reveal for Dirty Deals by Nicole James

 

 

Title: Dirty Deals
Series: Devils Kings MC #2
Author: Nicole James
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Cover Design: Lori Jackson Designs

Photo: Wander Aguiar Photography

Model: Roddy Hanson

Release Date: July 9, 2020

Blurb
Rusty—
I’m the president
of the Devil Kings Atlanta MC. With a fractious club to rebuild and a revolving
door on my bedroom, the last thing I need is 5’4” of sex-on-a-stick trouble.
When a
mysterious beauty shows up with her playmate’s body, dark soulful eyes and a
bagful of cash, I’m willing to make an exception.
I don’t
fully trust her, but she needs my help.
Ashlynn—
Things are
finally good. I am one of the best high-roller hostesses on the strip. But I’ve
lived in Las Vegas two years and have yet to unpack my bags. Why? Because shit
always goes sideways.
I should
have known this time would be no different.
When I’m
asked to hostess a private poker game at a mega exclusive hotel penthouse, I
end up in the proverbial wrong place at the wrong time.
I’m the
soul witness to a double murder and I’m suddenly on the run again, but this
time I’m running for my life.
I get as
far as Atlanta before my Porsche blows a tire.
That’s when
he shows up. Dangerous. Drop-dead gorgeous. Scary badass biker. One I can’t
take my eyes off. Maybe this town is as good as any to lay low.
When
trouble tracks me down, I want to run again. But he has other plans.
He’ll
protect me—for a price.
My willing
body in his big bed—all night, every night.
That’s the
dirty deal he offers.
Dare I accept?
Where the
President of the Devil Kings is involved, there are no rules.
But I’ll
stand toe-to-toe with him and make it out of this bargain with my heart intact.
Because in the end, running is what I do best.

 

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Excerpt
Rusty—
I’m standing at the gun counter of the local sporting goods
store wishing I were anywhere else. Reno dragged me in here with him to get a
birthday present for his ol’ lady, Kara. I had no idea he meant a pistol. He’s
got a little Sig Sauer P238 in his hand, pink camo, no less.
“She’s left-handed,” he tells the sales guy.
“No problem. We can order her the external thumb safety
conversion kit.”
Reno nods. “I’ll need that.”
“It’s a good little gun. Light weight, no recoil, and the
slide’s easy,” the guy says.
“She’ll love it,” I agree, grinning. “All chicks want a
gun.”
“Don’t be a dick. I want her to be safe,” he snaps.
I can’t help giving him hell. Butterfly’s kept him on his
toes for months. The boy is head-over-heels lovesick. I can’t help feeling a little
jealous.
The clerk moves off to order the conversion kit and another
clerk waits on someone further down the long glass case that extends about
twenty feet across the back wall of the store.
“What can I help you with, ma’am?”
I’m leaning on the glass with an elbow, facing Reno, my back
to them, when I hear the woman respond.
“I’m looking for a small handgun, please.”
I recognize the voice straight off. It’s the beauty I
encountered on the side of the road last week. I straighten, my head swiveling
to look over my shoulder. It’s her, all right. My first thought is I can’t
believe my luck. My second is, what the hell is she doing in here, and buying a
gun, no less? I abandon Reno and walk closer so I can overhear the
conversation, but hang back near a display, pretending a sudden interest in
duck calls. The old man waiting on her shows her the features and benefits of a
small Ruger.
She tries it in her hand. With hardly more consideration
that she’d take picking out a pack of gum, she hands it back. “I’ll take one.
Can you put it in a case for me?”
“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but there’s a waiting period. You won’t
be able to take it with you today. I’ll need to fill out some paperwork first
and you’ll have to come back to pick it up.”
“Oh.” Her body deflates at the news, and she swallows. “I
see. All right.”
The old man moves off to get the necessary forms, and I move
in.
Almost immediately she feels my presence and her head jerks
up. When she sees me, her eyes widen. “Oh, it’s you.”
“How are you?”
“Fine and you?”
I frown down at her. She seems nervous. I lift my chin at
the Ruger sitting in the glass case. “Please tell me I’m not the reason you’re
buying that gun, darlin’.”
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Author Bio
Nicole James is a USA Today and Wall Street Journal
bestselling author who loves writing about hot alpha men who’ll do anything for
the women they love! Her stories are filled with struggle, conflict and real
human emotion. She is the author of the Evil Dead MC series, the Brothers Ink
Tattoo series and more.
Nicole loves to hear from her readers! You can contact her via e-mail, her
website contact form or on her social media accounts.

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