Published by Self-published Genres: MC, Romance, Romantic Suspense
The Prospect Who Saved Us, the next installment in M.N. Forgy’s emotional Devil’s Dust MC Legacy is releasing March 12th Β and we have a sneak peek!
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Saint and Piper made one of the worst mistakes you could make in their world and now Saint has to pray that mistake wonβt be deadly.
The two of them got so lost in the idea of moving through their past together that they missed the worst betrayal in the depths of their clubhouse. The one place that is sacred, because at the club they are not just friends they are family. This loss of focus now puts Piper in the hands of a twisted nemesis, and The Devilβs Dust Motorcycle Club is not just falling apart because of it, itβs losing members faster than they can patch them in.
This leaves the Devilβs Dust with so many unanswered questions and making everyone wonder…will Piper return home safely? Who will save the club? And, most importantly, who will die and who will live to ride another day?
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Sneak Peek
The light flickers on, stirring me awake. Sitting up, I glance at the door, finding Candy humming, a tight-lipped smile on her face. She has that look again, the crazy one. I canβt help but noticeΒ sheβs only in a bra and thong.Β She continues to hum, moving about the room as if sheβs floating.Β
βWhat time is it?β I groan.
Ignoring me, she walks to me and takes me by the hand.
βStand,β she instructs with a motherly tone. Her eyes dilated. Did she go smoke some crack or is she just naturally this hot and cold?
βWhy?β Butterflies fill my stomach, Iβm afraid of her when sheβs like this. Sheβs unpredictable. Why is she in here?
Her Loony Tune face falls, her bottom lip waggling as if I just insulted her.
βStacks!β she screams at the top of her lungs, making my ears ring. I cover my ears.
Within seconds, Stacks is in the doorway with only a pair of briefs on.
Sleep heavy in his eyes, he rubs them.
βWhat?β he grunts, squinting at Candy.
βMake her sit over there.β She points to the wall away from the bed. Thereβs nothing there, just a wall and floor. Stacks marches into the room and snatches me by the hand.
βGet off me!β I scream, I slap his hand away, and he groans with anger. He tugs me hard, and I throw my fist in his chest. My hostile blow doing nothing as Iβm dragged off the bed and sat on the floor like a disobedient child.
Tears fill my eyes, my hands on the floor, I dig my nails into the wood.
βWhat are you doing?β I canβt help but cry.
Candy continues to hum, sitting on the floor next to me like weβre best friends. I push my back up against the wall to get as far away as I can. Sheβs insane. Everyone in this house is fucking nuts.
She jerks up my shirt and starts rubbing her palms around my little bump as if itβs a crystal ball. I feel violated, as if sheβs taking something thatβs mine. What if my baby begins hearing at this very second, it will hear her first? Will the baby think sheβs the mom?
βPlease donβt,β I sob, shoving her away. She pushes both of my hands down by my side and lays her head on my belly, humming a lullaby I canβt place.
βStop it!β I scream, trying to wiggle out from under her.
βStay!β Stacks points at me, his booming voice scaring me still.
βThis is my baby!β I cry, tears falling down my face.
Candy turns her head on my belly, smiling at Stacks.
βYouβre going to be such a good daddy,β she purrs. Β
He chuckles, rubbing his chin. βI canβt wait, baby.βΒ
About M.N. Forgy
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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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