Meet
Wes & July in Until July!
Until
July is book one in the spin-off series: Until Her!
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This is a standalone
and a spin off of the New York Times best selling Until Series
Wes Silver wasn’t
looking for love, but when July Mayson literally knocks him on his ass during
their first encounter, his world is turned upside down by the quirky blonde,
and every moment with her makes him more determined to protect her.
July Mayson doesn’t
understand the pull she feels toward the bad boy biker Wes Silver, but she
knows being with him is like nothing she’s ever felt before. Now all she has to
do is tell her overprotective father, Asher Mayson, that she’s found her boom.
I
sit up when I see a few bikes in the distance. I don’t recognize their patches,
but that doesn’t surprise me. Tennessee has a huge MC community, and there are
always new clubs popping up all over the state. I slow down as I close the
distance between us.
The
closer I get, the more details I can make out. The group of about five bikes in
front of me are all Harleys, all ranging in colors from almost purple to black.
None of the men are wearing helmets, which is the complete opposite of me, who
is covered from head to toe in black leather. Even my helmet is all black, with
leather piping.
I
take the men in, noticing they are all well-built, their leather cuts
displaying a large eagle, with its wings spread wide like it’s midflight. The
talons of the bird are carrying a long stem rose, with petals falling off it
onto their club name, The Broken Eagles. I begin to speed up and pass them one
by one, thankful for the security of my helmet, the black visor making it
impossible to see me.
I
keep my head straight until the last guy, the one who is at the front of the
group, catches my attention. From the back, his hair is the first thing I
notice. It’s slightly long on top and buzzed on the sides. My eyes move to the
expanse of his back, the wide set of his shoulders, and the tan skin covering
his lean muscles. His bike is low to the ground, and the bars are in front of
him in a way that he has to stretch his arms straight out, causing every muscle
to flex and move, making it look like the tattoos are alive and dancing.
My
eyes skim farther down over his chest, which is covered in a white tank top
tucked into a pair of light jeans, and around his waist is a black belt with a
large silver buckle. I continue to pass him, my eyes shifting from the road to
him and back again. This time when I look over, his head is turned towards me,
and if I didn’t know any better, I would have swear he is looking directly into
my soul.
“Holy
shit,” I whisper, taking in his hair, the set of his jaw that is covered in
days of stubble, and a pair of light eyes I can’t quite make out through the
tint of my helmet. He is seriously hot, but equally scary-looking. I look from
him back to the road. It must not have been even a second, but when my eyes go
to the asphalt in front of me, I see a bird that is trying to make its way
across the road, its wing hanging in an awkward position. I swerve to the right
just in time to miss the poor animal.
“What
the fuck?” I hear roared, and I look over my shoulder at the man who is now
coming up quick on my right side. I yell an apology over the sound of my engine
and his pipes. Do a quick wave and take off, lowering my body and pulling back
the throttle, wanting to get away from them. Dude looks seriously pissed off,
and even though I hate leaving the bird behind without helping it, I would like
to live to see my next birthday.
I
think I’m in the clear, but then the sound of pipes fills my ears, and I don’t
even know how it happens, but they all catch up with me, surrounding my bike. I
can’t make out what they’re saying, but my stomach starts to roll at the sound
of their voices. I feel my side to make sure I have the Taser my dad insisted I
carry.
I
see a clearing and pull my bike off to the side of the road. I know this is
probably one of the stupidest things I have ever done, but if they keep chasing
me like they have been, we could all end up seriously hurt. I pull over and
don’t even shut down my bike. I just lower my kickstand as my heart, which was
already beating hard, begins to bang violently against my ribcage as they
surround me.
“What
the fuck is wrong with you?” the guy who was at the head of the group asks,
stepping in front of my bike.
I
shake my head as my words get lodged in my throat.
He
pulls me off my bike, and the men who are with him begin yelling obscenities as
well.
“Sorry,”
I croak out, and I don’t even know if he hears me as his hand goes to the
collar of my leather jacket, where he shakes me hard. My hand accidently
presses down on the button that ignites the Taser. The loud crack fills the
air, and his eyes go wide then he falls to the ground, and I fall on my ass and
crabwalk backwards. I look up when I hit something, only to meet the eyes of
another man, who looks pissed.
“Get
up,” he growls, picking me up. My feet flail under me as I’m lifted off the
ground with my hands restrained behind my back.
“Hold
him still,” the guy who I had tasered growls in front of me as I try to get
away from the anger I feel coming off him. His hands go to my head and he rips
my helmet off, causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete
silence descends. I swear no one even takes a breath.
Additional Excerpt
“What the fuck is
wrong with you.” The guy that was at the head of the group asks stepping in
front of my bike.
I shake my head as
words are lodged in my throat.
He pulls me off my
bike and the men who are with him begin yelling obscenities as well.
“Sorry.” I croak out
and I don’t even know if he hears me his hand goes to the collar of my leather
jacket and he shakes me hard and my hand accidently presses down on the button
for the Taser to ignite it. The loud crack fills the air and his eyes go wide
then he falls to the ground and I fall on my ass and crab walk backwards then
look up when I hit something only to meet the eyes of another man who looks
pissed.
“Get up.” He growls
picking me up my feet flail under me as I’m lifted off the ground with my hands
restrained behind my back.
“Hold him still.” The
guy who I had Tazered growls in front of me as I try to get away from the anger
I feel coming off him. His hands go to
my head and he rips my helmet off causing my hair to float down around me.
Complete silence
descends I swear no one even takes a breath.
“Um.” I bite my lip.
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Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the
United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New
York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that
loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over
the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys
going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini
weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family.
Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.
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