Slow Burn (Lost Kings MC Book #1)
Publication Date: October 14, 2014
Approx Word Count: 68,000
Genre: MC Romance
Synopsis
Forced
to represent an outlaw biker, a married attorney must come to terms with her
feelings for her client while avoiding the danger he brings into her sedate
life.
President of the Lost Kings MC, Rochlan "Rock" North, hasn't managed to find a woman capable of making him want to curb his wild ways—until he meets sweet, innocent, married lawyer Hope Kendall.
Forced to represent the outlaw biker, Hope is rattled by her immediate attraction to Rock. Hope is a good girl in a good marriage. Rock thrills her, but she's not going to throw away everything she's built on a fling with her criminal client.
Rock respects Hope enough to leave her alone, even as he realizes he's become a little obsessed with her. When their connection endangers her life, he'll have to destroy her in order to save her.
After tragedy strikes, Rock is determined to earn Hope's forgiveness and convince her that even with their staggering differences, they're meant to be together
President of the Lost Kings MC, Rochlan "Rock" North, hasn't managed to find a woman capable of making him want to curb his wild ways—until he meets sweet, innocent, married lawyer Hope Kendall.
Forced to represent the outlaw biker, Hope is rattled by her immediate attraction to Rock. Hope is a good girl in a good marriage. Rock thrills her, but she's not going to throw away everything she's built on a fling with her criminal client.
Rock respects Hope enough to leave her alone, even as he realizes he's become a little obsessed with her. When their connection endangers her life, he'll have to destroy her in order to save her.
After tragedy strikes, Rock is determined to earn Hope's forgiveness and convince her that even with their staggering differences, they're meant to be together
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My review
Oh my!What a great story!I have a soft spot for an Alpha Biker Bad boy!;)Rock is all that!I really liked the forbidden love between him and the lawyer.:)I have a new favorite MC Romance series!
Can´t wait to read the second book in the series.:)Five stars!!!
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Excerpt
First Meet
"Attorney
Kendall, could you stay and do an arraignment, please?" the judge
asked off the record.
Her
jaw dropped, and the color drained from her face. "Uh, I'm not a
criminal attorney, your honor," she stammered.
"It's
pretty simple. Mr. North's attorney got delayed. Don't make me appoint
you," he teased.
"Well,
um, just for the limited purpose of this arraignment?" she asked with
a hopeful lilt to her voice.
"That's
fine."
The
judge waved me over next to her. Her big eyes widened in shock as
I lumbered over. I was mildly insulted. Had she really not noticed me the
entire time I'd been sitting there?
"I
can pay you," I whispered down to her.
She
looked startled. "It's okay. What are we dealing with?"
I
liked the way she said "we."
"Weed."
She
gave me a blank stare.
"Marijuana.
Got caught with a couple blunts." Acting on a bad tip from one of the
club’s many enemies, the cops had been hoping to pin a whole hell of a lot
more on me. This was why, instead of ignoring the weed like most cops did
these days, I was standing here in shackles and the orange jumpsuit.
"Oh
geez." She rolled her eyes. At me or the charge, I wasn't sure.
"Do
you have a record?"
"About
a mile long."
That
stopped her. She stared up at me, searching my face for the
truth. Apparently deciding no one would joke about that, she nodded her
head.
"Can
you post bail? Do you work? Have a family?"
"Yes,
yes, and yes."
She
didn't ask what kind of work. Or what kind of family for that matter.
"Your
honor, I've had a chance to confer with my client."
"Very
well. Let’s call it."
His
clerk stood and read out, "The People
of the State of New York versus Rochlan North." Look at
that—the old gal even pronounced my first name right.
My
girl looked up at me again. My manners were shit. I’d never bothered to
introduce myself, I guess.
The
judge slammed his gavel down. First time I’d heard him do it all morning.
The sharp thwack broke the staring contest my pretty lawyer and I were
engaged in.
"Do
you wish to hear the reading of the charges, counselor?"
She
hesitated for a minute, and the judge covered the microphone with his hand.
"Usually the attorney waives the reading, Miss Kendall."
"I
know, your honor. Thank you. Yes, I'll waive the reading. May I have a
copy of the charges for my file, though?"
"Yes,
of course. Do you wish to be heard on bail?"
"Yes,
your honor. My client assures me he can pay a reasonable sum. He's a
hard-working family man, so it would be in society's best interest
to allow him to continue to work and provide for his family while he waits
to address these false charges."
I'm
proud to say I kept a straight face during all of that. She impressed me
with her quick thinking, though. Criminal attorney or not, she was clever.
I had a fondness for clever. Clever kept you alive.
Cute and smart. I should get arrested more often.
"Very
well. Bail is set in the amount of five hundred dollars cash. If your
client is able to post it now, he can be processed downstairs instead of
going back to county."
She
looked up at me and arched an eyebrow. I nodded and motioned my
crew forward.
"That's
acceptable. Thank you, your honor."
"Off
the record," the judge said to the court reporter. He looked back up
at my attorney. "See, that wasn't so hard, Miss Kendall." The
judge's face lit up in a wolfish smile I didn't take kindly
to. Already in my head, I'd laid claim to this woman whose first name I didn't even know.
to. Already in my head, I'd laid claim to this woman whose first name I didn't even know.
The
sheriff came over and gripped my elbow.
"Can't
you remove the restraints, now?" she asked the sheriff with wide,
pleading eyes.
To
say her request stunned me would be an understatement. No one had ever
given a crap about my discomfort.
The
sheriff did not look surprised. He answered her gently.
"No counselor, not till he's posted the bail money. You can meet us
downstairs." He nodded toward the guys standing behind the banister.
"His posse can show you the way."
She
hesitated, and I read the expression on her face loud and clear.
She didn't want to follow my crew anywhere. In fact, she looked like she
wanted to run away.
"Go
ahead, I'll be fine." I appreciated that she'd given it a try.
Sheriffs wouldn’t break protocol no matter how owl-eyed innocent she
acted. It sure turned me on, though.
About the Author
In addition to writing, Autumn runs her own business from
home. A big fan of horror movies and spooky books, it wasn’t until
recently she realized all the tales she writes need to include a hunky
hero and a happily ever after.
When she’s not
writing, she spends time listening to music, going to concerts,
reading, acting, and collecting nail polish. While those things are fun,
Autumn is happiest sitting in front of her computer into the wee hours of
the night, weaving stories the characters in her head whisper to her.
She lives in Upstate New York with her husband and their three rescue dogs. She is actively involved with several dog rescue groups and her local RWA chapter.
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