Condemned by Dirty Politicians and Chosen by the Sins of Wolves’ bikers,
Romy Nichole embarks on a journey filled with Passion and Love
Sins
of Wolves: The Safe Mountain series
Written
by Destiny Blaine and Marc Alice
Published
by Dark Hollows Press
In the
mountains of Tennessee, there is only one safe place for pure young women to
hide. To live there they must rebel against the new country's law and order and
leave everything familiar behind. As they embrace an uncertain future, the
women become the submissive mates to some of the most powerful Doms of our
time.
Small town
Tennessee is under siege. The Sins of Wolves, a local motorcycle gang, promises
to protect the town while politicians vow to strip all innocent young women
from their homes.
With an oath
to protect the young, the MC arrives with one lone mission. They're not there
to negotiate their terms. They're there to search and save.
They're
looking for the confirmed. They want the condemned and chosen. And when they
find them, they steal away with innocent women they fully intend to claim.
The Great
Age of Innocence is upon us and for Sevier County locals the burning question
is on the minds of many. Should families relinquish their loved ones to the
national armies collecting young women to sell in an international sex trade or
should they trust the MC and pray their daughters will eventually make it out
of Safe Mountain alive!
Condemned and Chosen
Excerpt One
There’s
an old sayin’ around these parts about bikes. Some folks, die hard bikers that
is, say motorcycles don’t leak oil, they just mark their territory. In Sevier
County, that was a common belief before the Great Age of Innocence began,
before corrupt leaders took over the country with promises of much needed
reform, the kind of political pitches that made a person stand up and pay
attention.
Those
oaths were a pack of lies all tied up in pretty little bows, kind of like those
satin ribbons unsuspecting mothers braided into their daughters’ hair on their
seventeenth birthday, the very day most young women were confirmed.
Time
changes the definition behind simple words, just as it changes the meaning
behind once-significant phrases and quotes.
The
bikes roaring through town aren’t there to mark their territory. They speed
through a city so quickly, they don’t have time to leave behind evidence that
they’ve even been there.
The
MC rides through the streets with purpose. They arrive for one lone mission.
They’re
not there to protect or guard. They’re there to search and rescue.
They’re
looking for the confirmed. They want the condemned, the chosen.
And
when they find them, they steal away with the most precious of gifts, innocent
women they fully intend to claim
Excerpt Two
Chuck considered the
possible outcome and reminded himself of Molly’s request. She’d never asked him
to bring another woman into their bed, but she’d specifically asked if Romy
could join them.
When
Chuck didn’t respond, Laurel asked, “How do you know about the Senator?”
“I
put Levi and Duke on Molly. We kept surveillance on her while we had time to do
a background check.”
“And
you came up with Senator Brighton, the very man who started trafficking our
country’s young women?” She stalked him. “Brighton is the one who started The
Enchantment Movement across the globe. He’s the reason people like you and me
are slaughtered for harboring these young women in safe havens in order to keep
them from being transported. What the hell were you thinking?”
“We
didn’t know who she was!”
The
door slammed against the back wall and Romy walked in as if she had always
owned the right to be in that very room. “But you know who she is now and still
you want me to go to bed with her.”
“It’s
the only way.”
“Yes.”
“You’re
agreeing with him?” Laurel’s high soprano voice pitched an octave higher.
Romy
shot Chuck a heated glance. “Sometimes you have to get in bed with the devil
before you can raise a little hell.”
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Jack scoured the area as
far as the eye could see under the full moon’s light. The solid white earth
stretched before him with more tracks and prints. He slapped his hand next to
what soon became his sample, using his fingers to predict measurements.
“Jack, what is it?” Martha
called out to him from their porch, but he didn’t have the heart to tell her of
his suspicions.
His vision blurred. His
eyes throbbed. It was like a drummer boy stood over him, beating his head like
a worn-out drum. The noise became louder instead of softer as the vehicles
raced down the mountain, drowning out that dull beat now pulsing in his ears.
Jack ran his fingers
around the embedded paw shape, about twice the size of his hand. He rose to his
feet and followed the trail, expecting to see a clear path straight into the
forest. Instead, he stared out over an open field of freshly fallen snow.
His uncertainties left him
to wonder about his child’s bleak future. Had he protected his only daughter or
had he thrown Romy to the wolves, to a pack of dogs just waiting to strip away
her innocence, maybe even her life?
His daughter had slipped
away with renegades, maybe even outright rogues. Now, she was out there
somewhere, riding with bikers, with men who were considered dangerous. These
men stood against the new laws and order of a country shaped by indecision and
scandal. They were thought of as defectors and traitors, yet Jack had entrusted
his daughter’s life with them because the alternative guaranteed death and
destruction wrought with horror and unknowns.
Sure, Romy faced an
undetermined destiny, but given the alternative, she at least had hope. Under
the cover of a dark, black night, Romy was headed for Safe Mountain, a
legendary protective haven for innocent young women.
As a father, Jack prayed
the place would live up to its name.
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