Amanda Faulkner – You are the world’s best PA. I can’t begin to thank you for all that you do. Please know that it means so very much to me and I couldn’t do this without you.
Natalie Weston – Thank you for always being there to listen and give advice. Your friendship is truly a blessing.
Daryl and Sue Banner, The Dynamic Duo – Thank you for being patient with me during the editing process. I am sure I drove you both nuts, but you were always so very sweet. I love your work, and I loved your formatting. *If you haven’t checked out Daryl Banner’s books on Amazon, you are missing out. Here is the link to his latest book: amzn.to/1YzMn9p It’s awesome!
Monica Langely Hollyway – Your teasers and banners are awesome. Thank you so much for bringing my quotes to life.
Neringa Neringiukas – You are the teaser guru. Thank you so much for sharing my book and teasers, and all of your kind words of support. You rock!
Ana Rosso – You’ve been with me since the beginning, and your support has meant so very much to me. I am so proud of you for writing your first book, Reaper’s Creed MC. I’m sure it will be a smashing success.
Kaci Stewart, Danielle Deraney Palumbo, Tanya Skaggs, Lisa Cullinan, Terra Oenning, and Patricia Ann Bevins – Thank you so much for always being there with your kind words and support. You ladies are awesome.
Wilder’s Women – I am always amazed at how much you do to help promote my books and show your support. Thank you for being a part of this journey with me.
A Special Thanks to Mom – Thank you for always being there to read, chapter by chapter, giving me your complete support. I love you so very much, and it means the world to me that you that you love my characters as much as I do.
Satan’s Fury MC
Book 3
My father always said it took a strong man to admit his mistakes, and an even stronger man to learn from those mistakes. The crazy thing was I never saw him make a mistake. Everyone looked up to my father, especially me. He was the kind of man who thought a handshake was enough; and where he was concerned, it was. He never broke his word, even when it was difficult to follow through. He never failed to provide for his family, giving us a life where we all felt safe and loved. He adored my mother with a passion that never seemed to waiver, making us all love him even more. I wanted to be just like him, but it just wasn’t in the cards for me.
Born towheaded and full of mischief, I was the oldest of three sons. My dad got a kick out of my snow-white hair and nicknamed me Cotton, saying that one day I’d prosper just like the cotton fields in Tennessee. Even when my hair turned dark brown like his own, the nickname stuck. There was no doubt I held a special place in my father’s heart; we could all see it. His eyes gleamed with pride whenever I was around. I knew he had high expectations for me, wanting me to be a good role model for my brothers, Joseph and Lucas; but more times than not, I found myself in some kind of trouble I had no business getting into. I just couldn’t stop myself. It was nothing for us to sneak off in the middle of the day when we were supposed to be helping out at the house; or in the middle of the night when we should’ve been sleeping soundly. There was nothing better than running amuck with my brothers; and with them falling close behind, I sought to discover all the secrets the world had hidden within her. There wasn’t a tree tall enough or a cave dark enough to deter my curiosity. While Joe and Luke would stand by watching, I’d slip into the dark depths of a cave, unaffected by the voice inside my head that screamed for me to turn back. I got a rush from the danger that lurked inside, drawing me in, deeper and deeper into the darkness. Maybe it had something to do with being the first-born son, or maybe it was