Are you ready to meet Rage?
Now is your chance!
All The Rage by T.M. Frazier is LIVE!
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They call me Rage.
My real name is like a shadow, always close behind, but never quite able to catch up.
I fly under the radar because no one ever suspects I’m capable of the kind of brutal violence I commit each and every day.
You see, I’m a girl. I’m nineteen.
And I'm a killer.
This life is all I know. It s all I want to know. It keeps the s**t buried that I need kept buried. It allows me to live without thinking too much.
Without dwelling on the past.
Until him.
It all changes when an ordinary boy becomes my next target.
And my first love.
I have to choose.
The only life I ve ever known has to die, or he does.
Either way, I ll be the one pulling the trigger...
All the Rage is a STANDALONE
5 All The Raging Stars
I fell in love with Rage's character in Soulless (you don't have to read the previous books but why the hell wouldn't you!!) and even wrote in the review that i hoped she got her own book and T.M Frazier answered our prayers and has delivered again with this Fantastic read.
Rage is a Strong, Feisty, Take no shit, Quirky germophobe, burn All your shit to the ground Bad Ass Rocking Female Character No wonder they call her RAGE. And i Floved her!!
"I wanted him
I didn't want to want him
I wanted to want to kill him"
I didn't want to want him
I wanted to want to kill him"
But don't think for one minute that because Rage is such a strong character that Nolan the male mc, is on the softer side for her he's soooo not he's all Alpha and will surprise the shit out of you.
“You think I’m a normal guy, huh?” he asks with a wicked smile. “You’re not the only one with secrets, Rage.”
They both have their secrets and Nolan turns out to be exactly what Rage needs, he's just as strong as she is but the main thing is he accepts her just the way she is never wanting her to be something or someone she's not or expects her to change he just wants HER!!
"Come at me, Rage. Give me all you fucking got, and i'll give it right back. Take it out on me. On my body. I promise, I can take it."
"I want to take it"
There's so much in this book it delivers everything we wanted and so much more with fantastic banter that has you smiling and great secondary characters. It delivers everything from violence, hot males and a kick ass hot female and you never expect what happens to happen which keeps us on the edge and wanting more.The writing is flawless flows beautifully with everything falling into place just when we need it to. Can't wait for T.M. Frazier's next book!!
"I learned that just because I can kill, doesn't mean I don't have a heart.
I could have both the night and the day, the passion and the poison.
The Hope and the Rage."
I could have both the night and the day, the passion and the poison.
The Hope and the Rage."
Just a small note SMOKE... I need to know MORE!!!
I would most definitely recommend this book and has been added to my top reads so far of 2016!!
**ARC Gratefully Received For An Honest Review**
Prologue
It was once said that if you love someone enough you should let them go. If they come back to you, they were always meant to be yours.
It's kind of bullshit.
My story was a little different than most. I was a little different than most.
Because in my story, if you love someone enough, you should first drop the gun.
“What you don’t seem to understand is all that matters right now is standing right fucking here,” Nolan said, his voice thick and deep. His eyes were the darkest I’d ever seen them, glimmering with wicked intent. One side of his full lips curled upward in a devilish smirk.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I was consumed by him.
Or at least, from the way he continued to fuck me with his eyes, I knew I was about to be.
Nolan took a step forward and I took two back. Our little dance made him chuckle, the sound coming from deep within his throat. With just that little laugh my insides clenched so hard I gasped.
Nolan’s smirk grew into a knowing smile. His eyes darted to the space between my legs where my shorts had ridden up, exposing every inch of my shaking thighs.
He licked his bottom lip, tracing it with the tip of his tongue.
My inner battle raged on between wanting to run away from him, and wanting to run straight into him. Although, it wasn’t like it mattered which option won out in the end. The pier was narrow, and Nolan was blocking my only way out.
He reached down and unbuckled his belt, sliding it out through the loops. Folding it in half, he snapped the leather together. The sound an echoing crack through the damp night air.
Our dance continued as he took another step toward me and I again retreated. “Since you don't seem to feel the same way, let me tell you what’s going to happen right now," Nolan started. "I’m going to make you come on my fingers.” Step. “On my tongue.” Step. “And around my cock.” His last step closed the space between us.
My back hit the railing, trapping me between the end of the pier and his hard wall of a chest. My breathing became even more labored, my chest rising and falling in quick succession against his. Pressing against my stomach I could feel the heat of his hard cock through the worn fabric of his jeans. My nipples hardened as the ache in my core grew into need. “I’m going to fuck you. Hard. And I'm not going to stop fucking you until you realize that this shit between us is all that matters.”
That's when I realized there would be no escaping this time.
From him.
From this.
From us.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I was consumed by him.
Or at least, from the way he continued to fuck me with his eyes, I knew I was about to be.
Nolan took a step forward and I took two back. Our little dance made him chuckle, the sound coming from deep within his throat. With just that little laugh my insides clenched so hard I gasped.
Nolan’s smirk grew into a knowing smile. His eyes darted to the space between my legs where my shorts had ridden up, exposing every inch of my shaking thighs.
He licked his bottom lip, tracing it with the tip of his tongue.
My inner battle raged on between wanting to run away from him, and wanting to run straight into him. Although, it wasn’t like it mattered which option won out in the end. The pier was narrow, and Nolan was blocking my only way out.
He reached down and unbuckled his belt, sliding it out through the loops. Folding it in half, he snapped the leather together. The sound an echoing crack through the damp night air.
Our dance continued as he took another step toward me and I again retreated. “Since you don't seem to feel the same way, let me tell you what’s going to happen right now," Nolan started. "I’m going to make you come on my fingers.” Step. “On my tongue.” Step. “And around my cock.” His last step closed the space between us.
My back hit the railing, trapping me between the end of the pier and his hard wall of a chest. My breathing became even more labored, my chest rising and falling in quick succession against his. Pressing against my stomach I could feel the heat of his hard cock through the worn fabric of his jeans. My nipples hardened as the ache in my core grew into need. “I’m going to fuck you. Hard. And I'm not going to stop fucking you until you realize that this shit between us is all that matters.”
That's when I realized there would be no escaping this time.
From him.
From this.
From us.
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
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