Excerpt Reveal -- All The Rage by T. M. Fraizer

Blurb

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

ARE YOU READY TO RAGE?

“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 ste

p 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.

Are you ready to meet Rage?

All the Rage is a Stand Alone Book

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About the Author

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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