Sunday, 22 May 2016

**EXCERPT REVEAL** All The Rage by TM Frazier

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“What you don’t seem to understand is all that matters right now is standing 
right fucking here,” Nolan said, his voice thick and deep. His eyes were the 
darkest I’d ever seen them, glimmering with wicked intent. One side of his full 
lips curled upward in a devilish smirk. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I was 
consumed by him. Or at least, from the way he continued to fuck me with his 
eyes, I knew I was about to be.
Nolan took a step forward and I took two back. Our little dance made him 
chuckle, the sound coming from deep within his throat. With just that little 
laugh my insides clenched so hard I gasped. Nolan’s smirk grew into a knowing 
smile. His eyes darted to the space between my legs where my shorts had 
ridden up, exposing every inch of my shaking thighs.

He licked his bottom lip, tracing it with the tip of his tongue. My inner battle 
raged on between wanting to run away from him, and wanting to run straight 
into him. Although, it wasn’t like it mattered which option won out in the end. 
The pier was narrow, and Nolan was blocking my only way out.
He reached down and unbuckled his belt, sliding it out through the loops.
 Folding it in half, he snapped the leather together. The sound an echoing crack 
through the damp night air.

Our dance continued as he took another step toward me and I again retreated. 
“Since you don’t seem to feel the same way, let me tell you what’s going to 
happen right now,” Nolan started.
“I’m going to make you come on my fingers.” Step. “On my tongue.” Step. “And 
around my cock.” His last step closed the space between us. My back hit the 
railing, trapping me between the end of the pier and his hard wall of a chest. 
My breathing became even more labored, my chest rising and falling in quick 
succession against his. Pressing against my stomach I could feel the heat of his 
hard cock through the worn fabric of his jeans. My nipples hardened as the ache
 in my core grew into need. “I’m going to fuck you. Hard. And I’m not going to 
stop fucking you until you realize that this shit between us is all that matters.”
That’s when I realized there would be no escaping this time.
From him.
From this.
From us.

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They call me Rage.
My real name is like a shadow, always close behind, but never quite able to catch up.
I fly under the radar because no one ever suspects I’m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every day.
You see, I’m a girl. I’m nineteen.
And I'm a killer.
This life is all I know. It s all I want to know. It keeps the s**t buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live without thinking too much.
Without dwelling on the past.
Until him.
It all changes when an ordinary boy becomes my next target.
And my first love.
I have to choose.
The only life I ve ever known has to die, or he does.
Either way, I ll be the one pulling the trigger...
All the Rage is a STANDALONE

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About the Author
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T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.

She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.

In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.

It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.

Stalk Her: Website, Facebook, Twitter, Amazon, and Goodreads.

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