Title: I Dare You
Author: Shantel Tessier
Genre: Sports Romance/Suspense
Cover Design: Tracie Douglas, Dark Water Covers
Release Date: April 27, 2018
Blurb
What do you do
when the devil has you in his sights?
when the devil has you in his sights?
You show him that you can play his game.
Austin Lowes is new to town. She’s running from a mom who hates her to her dad
who cares nothing about her. Only a few months and she will be free, or at
least, that’s what she hopes … until she meets him.
Cole Reynolds is the devil disguised as a man. He wants her fear, he wants her
blood, and he wants her soul.
blood, and he wants her soul.
Just a little game, he says, I dare you.
Will Austin survive him, or will she lose herself and the game?
Secrets are revealed and justice will be served, but at what cost?
Who survives and who doesn’t?
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AUSTIN
“Why am I here?”
I ask, wanting to get this over with.
I ask, wanting to get this over with.
He takes the
bottle from my hand and brings it to his lips, taking a big gulp. His Adam’s
apple working as he swallows.
bottle from my hand and brings it to his lips, taking a big gulp. His Adam’s
apple working as he swallows.
I cross my arms
over my chest, trying to look unaffected. But I’m having trouble breathing.
over my chest, trying to look unaffected. But I’m having trouble breathing.
“We’ve been
thinking …” he says, rubbing his chin.
thinking …” he says, rubbing his chin.
“We want you to
be a part of our group,” Deke finishes his sentence.
be a part of our group,” Deke finishes his sentence.
I look among the
five of them and start laughing nervously. “You’re joking, right?”
five of them and start laughing nervously. “You’re joking, right?”
“Not one bit,”
Deke says, shaking his head.
Deke says, shaking his head.
“No thanks,” I
say and turn to the door. I twist the handle and start to pull it open, but a
hand slaps on the door above my head, holding it shut.
say and turn to the door. I twist the handle and start to pull it open, but a
hand slaps on the door above my head, holding it shut.
I jump back to
look at Cole. He leans against it casually, getting comfortable and blocking my
only exit. “It wasn’t an offer, Austin.”
look at Cole. He leans against it casually, getting comfortable and blocking my
only exit. “It wasn’t an offer, Austin.”
My eyes narrow on
him. “What makes you think I want anything to do with you guys?”
him. “What makes you think I want anything to do with you guys?”
“Deke,” Cole
says, lifting the bottle to his lips again.
says, lifting the bottle to his lips again.
I spin around to
see Deke step up to us, his phone in his hand facing Cole and me. A video
plays, and it’s of me driving Cole’s car away from the warehouse after he stole
the red car.
see Deke step up to us, his phone in his hand facing Cole and me. A video
plays, and it’s of me driving Cole’s car away from the warehouse after he stole
the red car.
“How did you get
that?” I demand.
that?” I demand.
He just chuckles,
placing the phone in his pocket. “I don’t kiss and tell, baby.”
placing the phone in his pocket. “I don’t kiss and tell, baby.”
My eyes narrow on
him calling me baby. I turn back to
face Cole. “You’re blackmailing me. Again.”
him calling me baby. I turn back to
face Cole. “You’re blackmailing me. Again.”
He shrugs
carelessly. “You can call it whatever you want.”
carelessly. “You can call it whatever you want.”
“I’m calling it
what it is,” I snap. “You know damn well that I had no idea what you had
planned.”
what it is,” I snap. “You know damn well that I had no idea what you had
planned.”
He pushes off the
wall and leans down, his face inches from mine. I can smell the cinnamon on his
lips and can’t help the shudder that runs through me. “I dare you to prove it.”
wall and leans down, his face inches from mine. I can smell the cinnamon on his
lips and can’t help the shudder that runs through me. “I dare you to prove it.”
“You son of a—”
“In order to
join,” Deke interrupts me, “you have to pass a test.” He crosses his arms over
his broad chest.
join,” Deke interrupts me, “you have to pass a test.” He crosses his arms over
his broad chest.
“I’m not
interested …”
interested …”
“Initiation,” he
corrects himself.
corrects himself.
“I don’t want to
be involved with whatever fucked-up shit you guys are in.” How many different ways do I have to say it?
be involved with whatever fucked-up shit you guys are in.” How many different ways do I have to say it?
“Let her out,”
Kellan says, but no one listens to him.
Kellan says, but no one listens to him.
Deke continues.
“You have to fuck one of us while we all watch.”
“You have to fuck one of us while we all watch.”
My heart starts
to pound at his words. And my eyes widen when he takes a step toward me.
to pound at his words. And my eyes widen when he takes a step toward me.
This is a joke.
It has to be.
It has to be.
He arches a brow
in challenge when I just stand there staring at him. “You want me, baby? I’m
ready.” He licks his lips as his blue eyes settle on my legs. Then he reaches
down to his jeans and unbuttons them.
in challenge when I just stand there staring at him. “You want me, baby? I’m
ready.” He licks his lips as his blue eyes settle on my legs. Then he reaches
down to his jeans and unbuttons them.
He’s serious! My eyes immediately shoot to Cole.
His eyes hold
their usual anger as they glare down at me, but a slow, devious smile spreads
across his face, and the guys start laughing. “Well, there’s your answer, man,”
one of them calls out from behind me.
their usual anger as they glare down at me, but a slow, devious smile spreads
across his face, and the guys start laughing. “Well, there’s your answer, man,”
one of them calls out from behind me.
My jaw tightens.
“I don’t want to …”
“I don’t want to …”
“Leave us,” Cole
orders, interrupting me. And like the trained sheep they are, they all walk
out. I can still hear their laughter as they walk down the hall, the door
slowly shutting behind them.
orders, interrupting me. And like the trained sheep they are, they all walk
out. I can still hear their laughter as they walk down the hall, the door
slowly shutting behind them.
I plop down on
one of the lounge chairs, trying to slow my racing heart. “You can’t force my
hand, Cole. Not with this.”
one of the lounge chairs, trying to slow my racing heart. “You can’t force my
hand, Cole. Not with this.”
He walks over to
where I sit. Reaching out, he runs his busted knuckles along my cheek. I swat
his hand away, afraid of what will come out of my mouth if he touches me.
where I sit. Reaching out, he runs his busted knuckles along my cheek. I swat
his hand away, afraid of what will come out of my mouth if he touches me.
His hand grips my
hair and yanks me to stand. I cry out as he shoves my back
hair and yanks me to stand. I cry out as he shoves my back
against the
closed door. He towers over me, pushing his body into mine. I’m panting while
he holds me still. He dips his head to whisper in my ear. “Are you a virgin,
Austin?”
closed door. He towers over me, pushing his body into mine. I’m panting while
he holds me still. He dips his head to whisper in my ear. “Are you a virgin,
Austin?”
“No,” I growl. My
hands come up to push him off me, but he grabs them and pins them above my
head. I whimper, and my thighs tighten.
hands come up to push him off me, but he grabs them and pins them above my
head. I whimper, and my thighs tighten.
“That’s a shame.”
He sighs, and his breath skims across my skin making me shudder. “I like to
take pretty, innocent things and destroy them.”
He sighs, and his breath skims across my skin making me shudder. “I like to
take pretty, innocent things and destroy them.”
“You’re sick,” I
say, panting.
say, panting.
He chuckles but
doesn’t deny it. “But that doesn’t make you want me any less. I saw the way you
stared at me in the car. The way you licked your lips when I thought about
kissing you. The way you whispered my name. How you stared at me when I got out
of the pool. And let’s not forget the way you allowed me to touch you last
night. Tell me, were you disappointed when I didn’t throw you on the bed and
fuck you right then?” I moan. “I bet you’re wet right now.”
doesn’t deny it. “But that doesn’t make you want me any less. I saw the way you
stared at me in the car. The way you licked your lips when I thought about
kissing you. The way you whispered my name. How you stared at me when I got out
of the pool. And let’s not forget the way you allowed me to touch you last
night. Tell me, were you disappointed when I didn’t throw you on the bed and
fuck you right then?” I moan. “I bet you’re wet right now.”
“Cole,” I growl
his name, not wanting him to see how right he is.
his name, not wanting him to see how right he is.
But he ignores my
warning. “You wore red for me again, sweetheart. You wanted my attention, and
you got it. Now what are you gonna do with it?”
warning. “You wore red for me again, sweetheart. You wanted my attention, and
you got it. Now what are you gonna do with it?”
Author Bio
Shantel is a
Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school
sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their seven year old
little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good
book.
Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school
sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their seven year old
little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good
book.
She considers
herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to
concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates
coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans,
college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for
shoes weekly.
herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to
concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates
coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans,
college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for
shoes weekly.
Although she has
a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending
evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their cat and dog.
Make sure to follow her on all social media sites!
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