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Gypsy Brothers
Series
Seven Sons (Gypsy Brothers,
#1)
Six Brothers (Gypsy Brothers,
#2)
Five Miles (Gypsy Brothers,
#3)
Four Score, Gypsy Brothers,
#4)
Three Years (Gypsy Brothers,
#5)
The story
began with Seven Sons....
My father was most certainly NOT an innocent man. As
the leader of the Gypsy Brothers MC, he was guilty of many things. But he died
for a crime that he didn’t commit, framed by an enemy within who then stole his
club and everything he had ever worked to
protect.
Including my
innocence.
When Dornan Ross framed my father, he set into
motion a series of events that could never be undone. My father was murdered by
Dornan Ross and his sons when I was fifteen years
old.
Before my father died, Dornan and his sons stole my
innocence, branded my skin and in doing so, ensured that their lives would be
prematurely cut short. That they would suffer.
I’ve just turned twenty-one, and I’m out for blood.
I'm out for revenge.
But I didn't expect to fall for Jase, the youngest
brother in the club.
I didn't expect that he would turn my world upside
down, yank my heart out of my chest and ride away into the sunset with it.
Now, I'm faced with an impossible choice - Jase, or
avenging my fathers death?
Excerpt
I make a strangled sobbing sound, but nothing much comes out of my throat except a dried-up, pathetic scream.
Dornan pulls me from the shower, wraps me in a towel and walks me to his bed, where he sits me down.
“Do you understand how much I care about you now?” Dornan asks with a throat full of gravel. His hands are all over me, feverish, and I don’t fight back when he presses me down onto the bed and unbuckles his belt.
I just lay there, in shock, his lips at my throat and his hands roving every inch of my shell-shocked body.
“Do you know why I did that?” he breathes in my ear as he grips my hips and slides inside me.
My breath hitches in my throat as he begins to thrust into me, and I feel a single tear roll down the side of my face.
“Because I’m yours,” I whisper into the darkness.
Then there were Six
Brothers.......
I have lied.
I have
cheated.
I have given my body and my life to the man who
destroyed my family and left me for
dead.
I have killed, I have sinned, and worst of all, I
have enjoyed the misery of others.
I have licked the salty tears of a father mourning
his firstborn son, and nothing has ever tasted so
sweet.
I have died, and I have been resurrected, a phoenix
from the ashes.
I know I’m going to hell. I’ll burn in the fiery
pits alongside Dornan and his sons for the things I’ve done, and for the things
I’m about to do.
But I don’t care. It will be worth every lick of the
devil's flames on my guilty flesh to destroy Dornan
Ross.
One down. Six to go.
Five Miles.....
My father taught me the importance of an
eye for an eye—a cardinal rule, ingrained in every club
member.
A life for a life.
Seven lives in payment for an unimaginable list of
sins.
People might wonder why I’m doing this. If this
vengeance is borne from some noble cause, that I’m trying to prevent others from
suffering at the hands of Dornan Ross and his
sons.
But I’m no
vigilante.
I’m doing it for me. I’m doing it because I want to.
Because the look on Maxi and Chad’s faces when I killed them was a balm to my
soul.
This is the fate they have earned. The penance for
their crimes.
Two down, five to
go.
Time to send some of these brothers off with a
bang.
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Four Score
....
Love and hate aren’t all that
different.
Two sides of the same coin, the
yin and the yang.
Once upon a time, Jason Ross loved me. And now that he's in danger of figuring out what I've done, I see the love and the hate warring within him.
I see the way he looks at
me.
The way he wonders how I could do
the things I’ve done.
I hear it in the way he begs me to
stop, to leave his father and this life and never look
back.
But there’s only one way I’m
leaving LA.
And then there was Three
Years.....
Every day for six years, I used to pray that I would
find my way back to the boy I loved.
Until finally, one day, I
did.
But that’s the funny thing about life. Nothing good
ever lasts, not for me, anyway. You think you’re the one with the power, at
least I did, but then I got careless. One tiny mistake, and now I am powerless
to stop what comes next.
People think money equals power, but all the money
in my bank account, the dirty notes laundered clean that my father left for me,
are useless.
Money does not equal power. Power is held by the one
with the knife in his hand, tracing shallow cuts into your
skin.
Power is held by the one who owns
you.
I had power
once.
Now, I have nothing.
Buy Links
FREE--> Seven Sons
(Gypsy Brothers, #1)
Six Brothers (Gypsy
Brothers, #2)
Five Miles (Gypsy
Brothers, #3)
Four Score, Gypsy
Brothers, #4)
Three Years (Gypsy
Brothers, #5)
Pre-Order
Links
Two Roads (Gypsy
Brothers, #6)
One Love (Gypsy
Brothers, #7)
About the
Author
Lili writes dark erotica and NA. Her debut
serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the remaining books
in the series to release in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus
on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life
include her gorgeous husband, good coffee, hanging at the beach and running.
She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.
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