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RELEASE BLITZ ~ Beyond Reason: Teller’s Story Part 2 (Lost Kings MC) by Autumn Jones Lake

 
 

 

Title: Beyond Reason: Teller’s Story Part 2
Series: Lost Kings MC
Author: Autumn Jones Lake

 

Genre: MC Romance

Release Date: October 26, 2017 
Photographer: Meagan Harding
Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs 
Makeup/SPFX Artist: Liv Zak
Cover Model: Jaxon Human
 
 
 
 
When the most toxic people come disguised as family, who can you trust?

Betrayal by blood cuts the deepest. 
Teller’s found his ride or die girl. The light Charlotte brings to his life has touched the darkest parts of his soul. But a devastating secret from her past resurfaces to threaten their future.

Every truth can be erased with one lie.
When a sinister truth is exposed, it forces Charlotte to question everything about herself. Even whether she’s worthy of Teller’s love.

The darkest betrayals never come from your enemies. 
With Teller’s love roaring louder than the lies, Charlotte can finally put her demons to rest. But has too much damage been done for her to prove her loyalty to the Lost Kings?   

 

 
 
 
 

 


 
 
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Autumn was born and raised in Upstate, New York. She spends her free time listening to music, going to concerts and spending time with her family. She enjoys reading, writing, acting and horror movies. Her favorite books are mystery, thrillers, horror, romance, erotica and urban fantasy.

 


 

 


 

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COVER REVEAL ~ Beyond Reason: Teller’s Story Part 2 (Lost Kings MC) by Autumn Jones Lake


Title: Beyond Reason: Teller’s Story Part 2
Series: Lost Kings MC
Author: Autumn Jones Lake

Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: October 26, 2017 

 

Photographer: Meagan Harding
Cover Designer: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs 
Makeup/SPFX Artist: Liv Zak
Cover Model: Jaxon Human

 

 
 
 
When the most toxic people come disguised as family, who can you trust?
 
Betrayal by blood cuts the deepest. 
Teller’s found his ride or die girl. The light Charlotte brings to his life has touched the darkest parts of his soul. But a devastating secret from her past resurfaces to threaten their future.
 
Every truth can be erased with one lie.
When a sinister truth is exposed, it forces Charlotte to question everything about herself. Even whether she’s worthy of Teller’s love.
 
The darkest betrayals never come from your enemies. 

With Teller’s love roaring louder than the lies, Charlotte can finally put her demons to rest. But has too much damage been done for her to prove her loyalty to the Lost Kings?

 


 

 
 
 
 

 


 
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Autumn was born and raised in Upstate, New York. She spends her free time listening to music, going to concerts and spending time with her family. She enjoys reading, writing, acting and horror movies. Her favorite books are mystery, thrillers, horror, romance, erotica and urban fantasy.

 


 


 

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RELEASE BLITZ ~ White Knuckles by Autumn Jones Lake

 

 
 

 

 
 
 
Title: White Knuckles
Series: Lost Kings MC #7

Author: Autumn Jones Lake

 

Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: January 17, 2017
 
Blurb

TWO TATTERED SOULS

After countless detours, Wrath and Trinity’s wedding is only ten days away. Together they’ve battled their demons and are ready to declare their commitment to each other in front of their entire Lost Kings MC family.

ONE BITTER ENEMY

No one is prepared for the threat that crawls out of the shadows and issues an evil ultimatum. One that places Trinity’s future in danger and jeopardizes the entire club. Trinity’s more than ready to put her life on the line to save the club. For her it’s not a question.

AN IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE

Wrath’s role as protector of the club forces him to choose between the safety of his angel or the future of the Lost Kings MC and all they’ve built together. But Trinity won’t relent. A queen always fights for her king. She’ll risk everything to hold on to the love she shares with Wrath.

FAITH IS STRONGER THAN FEAR

When evil takes her for a ride, will Trinity’s faith in Wrath and her faith in the Lost Kings MC be stronger than her fear?White Knuckles is the seventh full-length novel in the popular Lost Kings MC series. It is suggested readers have at least read books four through six in the series before reading White Knuckles.

 
 
 
 

 


 

 
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“I love being with you,” Wyatt says as if he’d read my thoughts.

I squeeze his hand. “I love being with you, too. We have fun together, right?”

“Always, Trinity.” He stops and glances down at me with a serious expression. “Not just the sex—although, that’s fucking awesome.”

“Fuck yeah, it is,” I tease, jabbing my finger in his gut. That was stupid. His stomach’s like a brick wall. “Ow. I think I broke a nail.”

“Nutty girl.” He tugs me along a faint path through the woods. The trail follows a small stream, and I keep stopping to see if there are any fish.

“We don’t have any poles,” Wyatt says, stopping to check the water with me.

“What, you can’t play Tarzan and catch one with your bare hands for me?”

He busts up laughing. “I can, if that’s what you want.” He stops and pulls me close. “What do you think about owning a cabin up here? Like this one?”

“We just built a house. You want to move here?” Is he suggesting leaving the club? I can’t imagine Wyatt wanting to do that.

“No. A vacation place. To get away from everything when we need to.”

“Oh. Sure,” I say off the cuff, certain he’s not serious, but his next words knock me sideways.

“It would make a nice wedding present for my girl.”

“What? Did you…is it ours?”

“Not yet. I wanted to see if we liked it first. The owner’s had it on the market for a while, so I think we can get it for a good price.”

The way he keeps saying we, even though I haven’t really done anything to contribute to our finances, I don’t know, it does something to me. It’s a silly thing to fixate on at the moment, but I can’t help it.

“I love it here. But I love wherever we go as long as we’re together.”

He gives me a soft smile and kisses my forehead.

“Really, Wyatt. Whatever you want is fine by me.”

“I’ve seen the pictures of your dream house on the beach,” he teases.

“Mmm…a hut in Belize where you can run around in a loin cloth all day would be perfection,” I joke back.

His mouth lifts into a sexy smirk. “That might be a little out of our price range right now.”

“Cabin in the woods works for me, too. I’ll follow you anywhere.”

He takes my hand again. We traipse through the woods together, enjoying the quiet. My stomach growls and I’m about to tell Wyatt I want to head back, when he suddenly stops.

“What?” I giggle and he shushes me.All the fun is sucked right out of our morning.


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Author Bio
 
 
Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.
Her past lives include baking cookies, slinging shoes, and practicing law. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America. Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their dogs.

You can easily find Autumn on Facebook, but she also always loves to hear from readers.

  
 
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BLOG TOUR ~ More Thank Miles by Autumn Jones Lake

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Blake “Murphy” O’Callaghan, Road Captain of the Lost Kings MC, has the world by the balls. Everything he wants…except the one girl who’s off limits. The only girl he’s ever loved. His best friend’s little sister, Heidi.

Now that she’s eighteen, it’s time to claim her as his. Problem is, she’s in love with her high-school boyfriend, Axel, a prospect for the Lost Kings MC.

Can Murphy convince Heidi that all the hard roads they’ve traveled lead to their happy ending, or is he destined to ride the open road alone?



 

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Heidi

For reasons I don’t want to think about, I’m anxious while I wait downstairs. Sparky’s hanging out in the living room, so I end up talking to him while I wait.

It’s my brother who finally comes downstairs. Not Blake.

Marcel ushers me out the door without speaking. Outside, in the parking lot, I shake out of his hold. “Wait a second. Where’s Blake?”

“Upstairs. He’s tired.”

“What?”

He pushes me into his truck and shuts the door.

Tired of being manhandled, I hop right back out. “What do you mean he’s tired? We were going to—”

“Get back in the truck.”

“No.”

“Heidi,” he warns. “Leave him alone and get in the truck.”

I don’t answer, but I hoist myself back inside his big, jacked-up ride.

“What are you compensating for with this monster truck?” I ask when he slams his door.

“Very funny.”

“You didn’t hit Blake, did you?”

“No. Should I have?”

“No! Why are you being such a—”

“Careful, little sister.”

I hate this. I hate when he pushes me into acting like a brat. I’ve been trying so hard lately, but sometimes he pushes all my bratty-little-sister buttons.

“He said you fell at the park. You okay?”

Unsure of just how much Blake told my brother, I say as little as possible. “I’m fine.”

“Why were you up in his room?”

“Jeez. I already told you. I helped him bandage up his arms.”

“Are you hurt?”

“No.”

My shoulder still burns from the Tiger Balm, and I replay the few brief seconds with my shirt off while Blake tended to me, our kiss, our second kiss after he tenderly wiped my face clean. I’m not sharing any of those moments with my brother, though.

“Heidi, you know you’re the most important person in the world to me, right? Everything I’ve done. Everything I do. It’s to make sure you end up okay. You know that, right?”

His words drive splinters of guilt through my chest. “Yes.”

He sighs and reaches over to squeeze my hand. “How much do you remember about living with mom?”

“I don’t know. Not much. I remember hanging out at the club with you guys more.”

“She left us alone a lot.”

“I know.” I’m tempted to tell him to get to the point, but I’m also curious about where he’s going with this.

“You remember any of the guys she used to bring home?”

If I think really hard, I do. Sort of. “I remember you sleeping in my room when she had guys over. You used to sleep in front of the door.”

I’m watching him closely, so I notice the way his mouth twists down right away. “Yeah.” His hands squeeze the steering wheel. “You were so little. And trusting. And sweet.”

“Are you trying to say I’m a big, suspicious, bitter teenager now?”

He huffs out a laugh and glances over at me. “And so fucking smart.”

“Smart ass you mean.”

“Sometimes.”

“Not that I don’t enjoy strolling down crappy childhood memory lane, but do you have a point?”

“What did we always say when we were younger? Whatever Mom did—”

“We’d do the opposite when we were adults.”

“You still happy with Axel?”

Confused and suspicious of the change in conversation, I take a second to answer. “Yes, why?” A shiver of excitement races over me. “Why? You think the club’s going to vote him in soon?”

“Heidi, you know I can’t talk to you about that stuff.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I grumble and cross my arms over my chest.

He chuckles then turns serious again. “If you’re with Axel, be with him. But stop messing with Blake.”

The familiar tingle of my blood boiling starts up. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Exactly what I said. He’s too old for you.”

“I’m not messing with him.” If anything, Blake keeps messing with my head. My heart. But I won’t rat him out to my brother and cause problems between them. I love both of them too much.

He’s silent for the next few miles and his words replay in my head. “Are you trying to say I’m like Mom?”

“No. Fuck no. You’re nothing like her. I just don’t want you making her mistakes.”

“What would those be?”

“Heidi—”

“Axel’s my only boyfriend.”

“Good. I know you and Blake are friends, too. Just, be careful.”

“Why? He wouldn’t hurt me.”

“You’re not a two-guy type of girl, Heidi.”

“How do you know?”

He takes his eyes off the road for a second to glare at me. “I know you.”

“You’re saying that because I’m your sister.”

“How would you feel if you knew Axel had girls on the side?”

An uneasy prickle slides through my stomach at the thought. Axel spends a lot of hours at the club. Marcel knows my boyfriend in a whole different way than I do. “You haven’t seen him. . .he doesn’t mess around with other girls, does he?”

He chuckles because I fell for the bait. “Have I ever kicked his ass?”

I snort and shake my head.

“I won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting my sister. Club or not.”

A tight smile forms at the corners of my mouth, but I don’t say anything right away.

“Marcel?”

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever considered those girls you mess with? Club girls. Maybe they’re someone’s little sister?”

“No.”

“Maybe they’ve got big brothers warning them away from guys like you?”

His jaw tightens. “You’re too smart for your own good.”

 


 

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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

 

Author Links

 

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ ~ More Than Miles by Autumn Jones Lake

 

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Although More Than Miles can be read as a stand-alone, the first book in the series, Slow Burn, is currently free and the second book, Corrupting Cinderella, is on sale for .99cents.

SLOW BURN
(Lost Kings MC #1)


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CORRUPTING CINDERELLA
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Blake “Murphy” O’Callaghan, Road Captain of the Lost Kings MC, has the world by the balls. Everything he wants…except the one girl who’s off limits. The only girl he’s ever loved. His best friend’s little sister, Heidi.

Now that she’s eighteen, it’s time to claim her as his. Problem is, she’s in love with her high-school boyfriend, Axel, a prospect for the Lost Kings MC.

Can Murphy convince Heidi that all the hard roads they’ve traveled lead to their happy ending, or is he destined to ride the open road alone?


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Been waiting for this day for what feels like forever.

My hand’s in the air, ready to knock when the door swings open. Heidi’s mouth drops in a surprised gasp. “What are you doing here? Axel was supposed to pick me up.”

“They needed him at the clubhouse. Besides, it’s your birthday, gonna take you for a ride.”

Her lips twitch into a smile. “Okay.”

She takes a step back to let me muscle my way inside. My arm brushes against her as I pass, and her sweet scent snaps something inside me.

My foot lashes out behind me, kicking the door shut.

“Happy eighteenth birthday, baby girl.”

She takes a step back and crosses her arms over her chest. “Thanks.”

Every step I take closer to her, she takes one away. Finally her back’s to the wall and she’s got nowhere else to go. She turns and I slap my hand against the wall to stop her.

“Heidi, look at me.”

Her big brown eyes blink up at me. Words can’t express what’s inside my head or heart. Instead, I lower my mouth to hers. Capture her lips in a soft kiss. As soft as I’m capable of.  I pull back just to breathe her in. My hands slide into her hair, holding her still so I can taste every inch of her sweet mouth.

I’m a bastard, because this isn’t the first time I’ve kissed Heidi. We kissed two Christmases ago under the frigid night sky and last year on her birthday.

But it was nothing like this. I don’t have to hold back now. She’s mine and I’m ready to finally be hers.

Her hands settle on my shoulders. Not pushing me away. But not urging me closer, either. I pull back.

“What are you doing, Blake?” she whispers.

“Claiming my girl.”

Her gaze skips away. “I’m not yours.”

My arms wrap around her waist, tugging her against me. “Yeah, you are. You’ve been waiting for this day as much as I have.”

One corner of her mouth twists down. It’s an irresistible gesture she’s done since she was a kid. I’ve always found it cute.

Now? It’s fucking hot.

My lips seal over hers again. This time, she opens for me, slides her hands over my chest, twists her fingers in my flannel shirt, and pulls me closer. My hands slide from her waist to her ass, pulling her against me. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding on to me as I lift her off her feet and carry her to her bedroom.

I kick that door shut, too.

I’ve got fucking hornets buzzing in my stomach. I’ve thought about this for longer than is wise to admit. Yet I’m nervous.

We break our kiss.

“Marcel?” she asks.

“Your brother ain’t comin’ home any time soon.” Now isn’t the time to talk about my best friend. We’ll deal with him later.

Reaching out, I rub my knuckles over her cheek, then cup her jaw and pull her to me for another kiss. I’ve never loved kissing anyone the way I love kissing Heidi. Even if that’s all she lets me do today, I’ll be a satisfied man.


 

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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

 

Author Links

 

Twitter  Facebook  Web  Goodreads  Amazon Page  Instagram


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EXCERPT REVEAL – More Than Miles by Autumn Jones Lake

 

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Coming August 16th

 

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Although More Than Miles can be read as a stand-alone, the first book in the series, Slow Burn, is currently free and the second book, Corrupting Cinderella, is on sale for .99cents.


SLOW BURN
(Lost Kings MC #1)


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Nook Kobo iBooks

 

CORRUPTING CINDERELLA
(Lost Kings MC #2)

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Blake “Murphy” O’Callaghan, Road Captain of the Lost Kings MC, has the world by the balls. Everything he wants…except the one girl who’s off limits. The only girl he’s ever loved. His best friend’s little sister, Heidi.

Now that she’s eighteen, it’s time to claim her as his. Problem is, she’s in love with her high-school boyfriend, Axel, a prospect for the Lost Kings MC.

Can Murphy convince Heidi that all the hard roads they’ve traveled lead to their happy ending, or is he destined to ride the open road alone?

 


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Been waiting for this day for what feels like forever.

My hand’s in the air, ready to knock when the door swings open. Heidi’s mouth drops in a surprised gasp. “What are you doing here? Axel was supposed to pick me up.”

“They needed him at the clubhouse. Besides, it’s your birthday, gonna take you for a ride.”

Her lips twitch into a smile. “Okay.”

She takes a step back to let me muscle my way inside. My arm brushes against her as I pass, and her sweet scent snaps something inside me.

My foot lashes out behind me, kicking the door shut.

“Happy eighteenth birthday, baby girl.”

She takes a step back and crosses her arms over her chest. “Thanks.”

Every step I take closer to her, she takes one away. Finally her back’s to the wall and she’s got nowhere else to go. She turns and I slap my hand against the wall to stop her.

“Heidi, look at me.”

Her big brown eyes blink up at me. Words can’t express what’s inside my head or heart. Instead, I lower my mouth to hers. Capture her lips in a soft kiss. As soft as I’m capable of.  I pull back just to breathe her in. My hands slide into her hair, holding her still so I can taste every inch of her sweet mouth.

I’m a bastard, because this isn’t the first time I’ve kissed Heidi. We kissed two Christmases ago under the frigid night sky and last year on her birthday.

But it was nothing like this. I don’t have to hold back now. She’s mine and I’m ready to finally be hers.

Her hands settle on my shoulders. Not pushing me away. But not urging me closer, either. I pull back.

“What are you doing, Blake?” she whispers.

“Claiming my girl.”

Her gaze skips away. “I’m not yours.”

My arms wrap around her waist, tugging her against me. “Yeah, you are. You’ve been waiting for this day as much as I have.”

One corner of her mouth twists down. It’s an irresistible gesture she’s done since she was a kid. I’ve always found it cute.

Now? It’s fucking hot.

My lips seal over hers again. This time, she opens for me, slides her hands over my chest, twists her fingers in my flannel shirt, and pulls me closer. My hands slide from her waist to her ass, pulling her against me. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding on to me as I lift her off her feet and carry her to her bedroom.

I kick that door shut, too.

I’ve got fucking hornets buzzing in my stomach. I’ve thought about this for longer than is wise to admit. Yet I’m nervous.

We break our kiss.

“Marcel?” she asks.

“Your brother ain’t comin’ home any time soon.” Now isn’t the time to talk about my best friend. We’ll deal with him later.

Reaching out, I rub my knuckles over her cheek, then cup her jaw and pull her to me for another kiss. I’ve never loved kissing anyone the way I love kissing Heidi. Even if that’s all she lets me do today, I’ll be a satisfied man.

 


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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

 

Author Links

 

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Cover Reveal – More Than Miles (Lost Kings MC #6) By Autumn Jones Lake

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Coming August 16th

 

Pre-Order now

 

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Although More Than Miles can be read as a stand-alone, the first book in the series, Slow Burn, is currently free and the second book, Corrupting Cinderella, is on sale for .99cents.

SLOW BURN (Lost Kings MC #1)

Amazon US  Amazon UK Amazon CA  Amazon AU

Nook Kobo iBooks

 

CORRUPTING CINDERELLA (Lost Kings MC #2)
Amazon US   Amazon UK Amazon CA  Amazon AU

iTunes  Nook Kobo

 

 

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Blake “Murphy” O’Callaghan, Road Captain of the Lost Kings MC, has the world by the balls. Everything he wants…except the one girl who’s off limits. The only girl he’s ever loved. His best friend’s little sister, Heidi.

Now that she’s eighteen, it’s time to claim her as his. Problem is, she’s in love with her high-school boyfriend, Axel, a prospect for the Lost Kings MC.

Can Murphy convince Heidi that all the hard roads they’ve traveled lead to their happy ending, or is he destined to ride the open road alone?

 

 

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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

Author Links

Twitter  Facebook  Web  Goodreads  Amazon Page  Instagram

 

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Book Spotlight – Slow Burn by Autumn Jones Lake is FREE for the first time

 

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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.   

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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

 

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

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BLOG TOUR ~ Road to Royalty: Lost Kings MC Box Set (Lost Kings MC #1-3) by Autumn Jones Lake

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Lost Kings MC Boxed Set, Includes Books 1-3, plus bonus material.

 

SLOW BURN (Lost Kings MC, Book #1)

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.

 

CORRUPTING CINDERELLA (Lost Kings MC, Book #2)

Love is the ultimate outlaw.

How do a lawyer and a badass biker with a heart of gold keep their love alive while their opposing worlds collide?

STRENGTH FROM LOYALTY (Lost Kings MC, Book #3)

As a dark cloud descends over Hope and Rock’s already precarious future, will a long-hidden secret push them both past the point of no return?

 

Bonus Scene #1

At the Range

 

Bonus Scene #2

Prom Dress

 

PLUS, character interviews, and other exclusive-to-this-boxed-set material.

 


 

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PART ONE

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

It wasn’t love at first sight when I met her. Lust? Definitely. I don’t think I believed in love at the time, but one look at her beautiful face, and all the bad stuff around me melted away. Not an easy feat for a guy in handcuffs.

Someone as innocent as her should never have gotten involved with a man like me. By innocent, I don’t mean she was some breathy, eighteen-year-old virgin ingénue. No—when we met, she was a thirty-one-year-old married lady. When I use the word innocent, it is in terms of never having killed someone. Never seeing someone die in front of her. Never breaking the law.

True violence had never touched her life.

Violence and I had been close personal friends for a large part of my life. Along with crime. And death. I used violence as a tool to keep order in my often chaotic world, just as she used the law to keep things orderly in her black-and-white one.

She was a lawyer. I was a criminal. She was married to a decent, hard-working, honest guy. I fucked any willing girl who hung out in my club, and made my living in less than honest ways.

 

She was kind. I didn’t know any nice women. Hadn’t known one since my mother died shortly after my eighth birthday. I don’t have many memories of her, but the ones I do have are warm and pleasant.

None of the tramps my father brought home after her death had an ounce of compassion for a motherless brat. The strippers that danced in my club seemed younger every day. A lot of them were bitchy drama queens, and the older I got, the less patience I had for emotional scenes. The girls who attended to the members of my motorcycle club were down to fuck, but not much else. That’s how I liked them.

We met in a courtroom. I sat in the area designated for prisoners. Shackles laced my hands and feet together. I shuffled into the room wearing a spiffy orange jumpsuit, the county correctional logo stenciled across my back in big white letters—just in case anyone thought I suffered from bad fashion sense.

She sat in the front row. I didn’t hang my head when I entered. I stood proud and tall looking over the entire room. Some of my brothers stood along the back wall, waiting to see if I’d get bail.

I couldn’t find my attorney in the sea of people. His big, shiny, bald dome should have been easy to spot. My gaze wandered back to the girl in the front row. Long, straight, reddish-brown hair flowed down past her shoulders. Straight bangs across her forehead framed brilliant green eyes. Even from where I sat, I spotted freckles splattered across her nose. The deep green suit she wore emphasized the creaminess of her skin. The banister separating the criminals from the common folk blocked my view of anything below her shoulders, but that angelic face hooked me right away.

The sheriff leaned over and whispered to me, “Your attorney called to say he’s running late.” I nodded and mumbled a “thanks” without taking my eyes off the girl. Was her old man locked up? Was she a witness to a crime? Would my asshole lawyer get here so I could get free and talk to the girl?

“Any other message?” I asked Deputy Brown. He was a decent guy as far as pigs went. He’d treated me with respect, hadn’t tried to bash my head into anything, and even brought me a donut before leading me upstairs to court. He didn’t get a chance to answer, because the bailiff made a big show of telling me to shut up. Arrogant prick wasn’t good enough to even be a cop, but he sure acted like one. I’d dealt with him before.

My eyes returned to the girl. She sat patient and attentive, waiting her turn. Once or twice, she looked at the clock. Only a slight twitch of her lips indicated her annoyance.

After what seemed like an eternity, the bailiff called the next case, and the girl stood up. She hauled a battered briefcase over her shoulder and stepped through the swinging gate up to the table across from where I sat.

Holy shit.

If I’d been anywhere else in the world, I would have whistled long and low to express my appreciation for the soft curves of her body. The skirt she wore fell to her knees, but it clung to all the right spots and showcased a fantastic set of calves. Her modest heels clicked over the wooden floor, calling my attention to her slender ankles. I was so busy drooling over her I missed it when she stated her name.

The dickhead bailiff brought over a chair and actually smiled at her. She thanked him politely. The judge made some chit-chat with her, and she let out a girlish giggle. People seemed to know her. Like her.

“Attorney Kendall?”

“Yes, your honor.” She stood up. Ah, she was a lawyer. That explained the chit-chat. She argued some civil matter I didn’t understand or care about. I listened to her make her case, then watched her sit down. Her opponent didn’t have a lawyer. He bumbled around and generally made a fool of himself. She listened with a passive expression, then argued her position again. The judge ruled in her favor.

I wanted her. In more ways than one after her performance. The courtroom was almost empty. My guys still occupied the back row, but that was it. If my lawyer didn’t show up soon, I’d be screwed.

I nudged Deputy Brown with my elbow. “Can she represent me?”

“I don’t think she’s a criminal attorney.”

“Just for the arraignment. To get me out.”

“I’ll ask.”

The deputy motioned to the bailiff to watch me and went to talk to the clerk. She nodded, and when the judge had a moment, she whispered in his ear.

Fuck. The girl was putting her stuff away and getting ready to leave. I really wanted her. I mean, I wanted to fuck her, of course. But I also wanted her to represent me. People seemed to like and respect her. I’d been in and out of the criminal justice system long enough to know getting out of trouble was sometimes less about what you knew and more about who you knew. If I’d gotten picked up in a different county, I could have used my connections to make this go away. Here, I was kind of stuck. I needed her.

“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.

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. Maybe that was the moment I fell in love with her.

 



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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com

 

Author Links

 

Twitter  Facebook  Web  Goodreads  Amazon Page  Instagram


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RELEASE DAY BLITZ – Road to Royalty: Lost Kings MC Box Set (Lost Kings MC #1-3) by Autumn Jones Lake

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Lost Kings MC Boxed Set, Includes Books 1-3, plus bonus material.

 

SLOW BURN (Lost Kings MC, Book #1)

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.

 

CORRUPTING CINDERELLA (Lost Kings MC, Book #2)

Love is the ultimate outlaw.

How do a lawyer and a badass biker with a heart of gold keep their love alive while their opposing worlds collide?

STRENGTH FROM LOYALTY (Lost Kings MC, Book #3)

As a dark cloud descends over Hope and Rock’s already precarious future, will a long-hidden
secret push them both past the point of no return?

 

Bonus Scene #1

Prom Dress

 

Bonus Scene #2

Prom Dress

 

PLUS, character interviews, and other exclusive-to-this-boxed-set material.


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I’m halfway to my car when Murphy’s voice stops me. “Hope! Wait up.”

“What’s up?” I ask when he reaches me.

“Nothing. Wanted to walk you to your car.”

My silence tells him I’m not buying it.

He opens my car door for me, and I toss my purse on the passenger seat but don’t get in. “What’s on your mind, Murphy?”

“Thanks for doing that for her today. Teller better have thanked you.”

“He did. Is that really why you raced down here?”

His grin falters. “It’s just…her mom’s never been around and her grandmother hated doing that kind of stuff for Heidi. Teller and I used to try…but it’s not the same.”

Damn. I’m going to cry if he keeps this up.

“I was happy to do it. We had fun.”

“Funny thing is, I know you mean that, Hope.” He chuckles when I frown. “I know you ain’t doin’ it to impress Rock. You got our prez so whipped he can barely see straight.”

“Hardly.”

“And you got no reason to wanna be in Teller’s good graces. Hell, you probably wanna smack the shit out of him.”

“Well…”

“I’m glad she has you now.”

 



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Autumn prefers to write her romances on the classy side of dirty, and she’s a sucker for a filthy-talking, demanding alpha male hero. The bigger the better. She believes true love stories never end.

Some of Autumn’s favorite hobbies include reading, writing, acting, music and horror movies. When she’s home, her faithful Pug is always by her side. She’s an active member of her local chapter of Romance Writers of America.

Autumn was born and raised in upstate New York. She still enjoys all four seasons there with her very own alpha hero and their three rescue dogs.

You can find Autumn on Facebook and she always loves to hear from readers at:

AutumnJLake@gmail.com.

 

Author Links

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