Lethal Temptations by Janine
Infante Bosco Tempted, #5
Publication Date: May
24, 2016
Genre: Adult,
Contemporary Romance, MC Romance
Synopsis:
BLACKIE
My name
is Blackie, I’m the vice president of the Satan’s Knights MC and I’m an addict. I’ve
been trading one addiction for another for as long as I can remember. I
make no apologies for my addictions, nor do I try to hide them. Until my
latest addiction threatens to destroy not just me but her. For the first
time I want to fight the need and not gravitate towards it. I try to deny it
and not succumb to it but I’m a prisoner to her purity. I’m Satan’s soldier,
a demon dressed in leather. She’s an angel, innocent and full of light,
she’s my lace. Leather. Lace. Me. Her. A temptation so
lethal neither of us may survive but, every demon craves an angel. Guide
me to the light. Take me from the dark. Give me back my life. Let
me share yours. They are the selfish words of an addict and they are my
truth.
LACEY PARRISH
My name is Lacey
Parrish and I have a secret, one I’ve tried to deny for a long time, one I’ve
tried to spare the world from. I am a manic-depressive. Just like my
dad. Some days I’m high on life. Most days I try to escape it. People
think they know me, they think they see me but the truth is no one knows who I
really am. No one sees the real me… a broken girl with a mind that betrays her. Except
Blackie. He’s my savior, the man who silences my maker. He’s my
knight in shining armor, the man who puts my life before his. He’s my
leather and I’m his lace. Two broken souls that have the power to heal one
another. This is our story, an unapologetic tale full of temptations. A
love story called Leather and Lace.
EXCERPT
I
stopped off at a bodega on a corner and bought three colorful bouquets of
flowers, dropped them in my saddlebags and took off to Fort Hamilton. I dreaded
seeing the dead flowers at Christine’s grave and prepared myself for the guilt
that would surface when I saw her name carved into the tombstone.
I
parked my bike off to the side and killed the engine, grabbing the flowers as I
climbed the hill.
Nothing
could’ve prepared me for what I saw next.
Nothing.
I
blinked to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating but as I approached Christine’s
grave there was no denying the beauty kneeling before the tombstone was real.
Live
and in the flesh.
My
beautiful Lace knelt before my wife’s grave, re-arranging a fresh bouquet.
My
past met my present and for a second I wished for a future.
Beside
her laid a wilted bouquet of flowers, one I hadn’t brought there either.
“Hi,
it’s me again,” Lacey said, as she leaned back tucking her haunches beneath her
ass. “He’ll be back soon,” she promised before her voice trailed off and the
only sound became the wind blowing through the trees. “I remember you,” she
said finally. “Not much, but I remember you. I was just a kid when you first
came around with Blackie and well, I sort of hated you. No, that sounds
horrible,” she amended. “I was envious of you. That doesn’t sound much better
but it's true. I remember thinking you were pretty but then I saw him look at
you and knew that wasn’t the right word to describe you. In a world full of
ugly you were his beautiful. You and Blackie, it’s like you were the definition
behind that saying beauty is in the eyes of the beholder because as pretty as
everyone thought you were, they knew true beauty when they looked at him and
watched him stare at you. You were the beautiful reflection in his eyes…the
woman who made him smile. Even now that you’re gone I still envy you but I’m
not sure what it is I wish for more…. for him to look at me like he used to
look at you or for me to be the one that brings back that smile.”
I
had no words.
None.
She
was sitting here talking to my wife, confessing her feelings for me, and I
stood there invading her privacy. I should’ve made my presence known, but I
remained perfectly still as my heart broke for the woman I lost and began to
mend because of the girl who brought her flowers.
She
blew out a breath and slowly stood up, brushing dirt from her legs.
“Anyway,
I’m going to get going but before I do, since this will be my last visit, I
wanted to ask a favor. I’m not real religious and I know I’m probably just
sitting here talking to a stone but just in case the afterlife really exists,
can you look out for him? I mean I know you do already. Of course you do, you’re
his wife…but still, he needs an angel to watch over him,” she whispered. “Who
better than you?”
You.
She
turned around, and I silently thanked God for the sunglasses that shielded my
eyes as I stared at her. Her cheeks turned red as I extended my free hand and
took hers.
“How
long have you been standing there?” She asked, glancing down at our joined
hands.
“Long
enough,” I said huskily, pulling her closer. “Lace.”
I
glanced down at the flowers she had brought and then lifted my eyes back to
hers.
“You
brought her flowers,” I stated.
“I
can explain,” she started.
“Just
today?”
“No,
since you’ve been in the hospital,” she explained. “I haven’t missed a
Saturday,” she whispered.
I
released her hand as I stared back at her for a moment then placed the flowers
I was holding on top of the headstone. I ran my fingers through my hair as I
paced the small area in front of Christine’s grave.
“Blackie—
“
I
turned to her.
“How’d
you know?”
“About
a year ago, me and my dad came to visit my brother’s grave, and we saw your
bike. He told me you come here every Saturday and bring her flowers,” she
swallowed. “I just figured— “
“Thank
you,” I cut her off, closing the distance between us and wrapping my arms
around her, bringing her against my chest I bent my head, pressing my lips to
her head. “Thank you,” I repeated, murmuring the words into her hair.
“You’re
welcome,” she said as she wrapped her arms around my waist.
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About Janine Infante Bosco
Janine
Infante Bosco lives in New York City, she has always loved reading and writing.
When she was thirteen, she began to write her own stories and her passion for
writing took off as the years went on. At eighteen, she even wrote a full
screenplay with dreams of one day becoming a member of the Screen Actors Guild.
Janine
writes emotionally charged novels with an emphasis on family bonds, strong
willed female characters, and alpha male men who will do anything for the women
they love. She loves to interact with fans and fellow avid romance readers like
herself.
She
is proud of her success as an author and the friendships she’s made in the book
community but her greatest accomplishment to date would be her two sons Joseph
and Paul.
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