Cover Reveal & Excerpt + Giveaway: Demons
Today we have the cover reveal
for the second book in the Devil's Reach Series, DEMONS, by J.L. Drake. Check it out
and pre-order your copy today!
Title: DEMONS
Author: J.L. Drake
Series: Devil's Reach
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release: March 27th Cover
Designer: Deranged Doctors Design Cover
Model: Josh Mario John
Photographer: Lane Dorsey
About DEMONS
Trigger I thought the light would
bring redemption. Salvation. But it only brought the Devil to my doorstep. My
demons are breaking through, and the reaper is moving closer. My weakness has
been exposed, and there's only one person who can calm this hell... Tess I
broke a promise to myself, and now I'm paying for it. I don't want to be here.
I don't want to be a part of this hell. But I don't have a choice...
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Excerpt
“If what becomes too much?
Minnie…” I tried to grab her hand, but she veered off toward Brick.
“I thought it was just an edible,
as in pot.”
“Hello again, leather pants.”
Rail appeared at my side.
“I was wondering when we were
going to meet you again.”
Trigger rolled up on his bike. He
was in a black t-shirt that hugged his biceps and chest, and dark jeans and
boots. His cut seemed a bit tight, a sign he had been working out a lot. He
didn’t remove his sunglasses, but his stare nearly made me trip as I walked
over and took the helmet he handed me.
“You look good,” he muttered.
“You’ve been missing for the past week.”
“Just dealing with some stuff.”
“I don’t like it.”
“I know.” I flipped my hair back and pulled
the helmet on.
“Me either.”
I swung my leg over the bike and rested my
hands on his hips, and he pulled me so I hugged him. He flicked the engine over
and backed us out. An hour later, we hit a wall of traffic and came to a complete
stop. That was when I began to notice the leather cut that wrapped Trigger’s
midsection was as smooth as lamb skin. As I moved my sensitive fingertips over
it, I felt a ball of warmth grow in my belly. My thighs flexed as Trigger
shifted his weight. I didn’t mean to ball his shirt in my hands, but fuck me,
everything felt amazing.
“You okay?” His raspy voice
caught me off guard, and I jolted on the seat, and oh-my-God, it was amazing.
“Tess?”
“Please stop moving,” was all
that shot out of my mouth. He flipped up his visor and turned to look at me. I
shook my head and moaned as his ass rubbed my front. My jaw clenched, and I
started to grind my teeth.
“Put your visor up.” Oh, shit,
don’t get alpha on me. I may lose it right here on the freeway. I quickly
shoved it up and stared into his confused eyes.
“What are you on?”
“Nothing.” I almost moaned when he moved
again. He stared a beat longer before he snapped his visor down and turned back
around. Ohhh, yes. I wanted to tap his shoulder to get him to do that
again, but the traffic started to move. Sweet, horny Lucifer. I’d broken out in
a light layer of sweat, and my thighs burned from the grip on the seat. Three
hours on the bike, and its vibrations had built me up to a pleasure-painful
level. I’d finish myself off if I weren’t surrounded by the crew. Thankfully,
Trigger signaled we were stopping for a break at the next rest stop. We took
the exit and rolled up at the light before the small park. When Trigger kicked
his foot out to stabilize us, I grabbed the side of his leg and begged my body
to let go. His hand landed on mine, and I wanted to cry. His touch, his smell,
his everything made my world tilt on its axis. I didn’t know how much longer I
could hold on. I was either going to kill someone or have the most mind-blowing
orgasm known to woman in public. The bike slowed to a stop, and he proceeded to
wiggle around then slid the length of his leg across me. I tossed my helmet,
and my palms dug deep into the hot leather. I felt like I was balancing on the
loose rocks that lined edge of my orgasm. I had never not-wanted to come so
badly in my life. My mind shifted to images of Trigger touching me. Oh, no.
Oh, yes. Oh, please.
“That’s one major fuck-me face.”
Rail burst my steamy moment. I glared at him, but it did nothing for my
problem.
“What?”
“Just makin’ an observation.”
“Observate somewhere
else.”
“Yeah, you probably need to
finish that off.”
He wiggled his fingers and
winked. I closed my eyes and managed to channel my thoughts back to being
underneath Trigger. His hands on my skin, his lips on my neck, his… A shadow
crossed my face and blocked my warmth.
“What did you take?” A deep jolt
tore through me as my mind decided if it he was real or not.
“Please,” I nearly panted.
“Don’t talk.” I rubbed my hands
down my pants. The leather was warm and sent goosebumps through me.
“What?”
“I’m not entirely sure, as this
is the first time I ever took ecstasy, but I think I took ecstasy.”
He blinked “Where did you get E?”
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Trigger
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About
J.L. Drake
Bestselling author J. L. Drake was born and raised in
Nova Scotia, Canada, later moving to Southern California where she lives with
her husband and two children. When she's not writing, she loves to spend time
with her family, travelling or just enjoying a night at home. One thing you
might notice in her books is her love for the four seasons.
Growing up on the
east coast of Canada the change in the seasons is in her blood and is often
mentioned in her writing. An avid reader of James Patterson, J.L. Drake has
often found herself inspired by his many stories of mystery and intrigue. She
hopes you will enjoy her stories as much as she has enjoyed writing them.
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