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Lashed: The Wild Cards MC, #1
Lashed: The Wild Cards MC, #1
Lashed: The Wild Cards MC, #1
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Lashed: The Wild Cards MC, #1

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Lashed is book 1 of The Wild Cards MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Whipped and Chained are available everywhere now!

He’s going to tie me down and make me scream his name.


I know exactly the kind of man he is. 
No amount of tattoos, muscles, or stacks of money can change what lies underneath.

A monster. 

A monster that take whatever he wants.
A monster that won’t stop until he gets his way.

I should have stayed away from him.
I should’ve kept my distance. 

But once he’s got me in his bed… I’d do anything to stay.

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Release dateDec 17, 2017
ISBN9781386132363
Lashed: The Wild Cards MC, #1

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    Lashed - Carmen Faye

    LASHED: The Wild Cards MC (Book 1)

    By Carmen Faye

    He’s going to tie me down and make me scream his name.

    I KNOW EXACTLY THE kind of man he is.

    No amount of tattoos, muscles, or stacks of money can change what lies underneath.

    A monster.

    A monster that take whatever he wants.

    A monster that won’t stop until he gets his way.

    I should have stayed away from him.

    I should’ve kept my distance.

    But once he’s got me in his bed... I’d do anything to stay.

    Chapter One

    Darcy didn’t think she could win the race now. She pedaled harder, if that were possible. It seemed like everything was going in slow motion as she burned through her reserve energy supplies, fighting to keep up with her number one rival: Aubrey. That’s right: she was in second place and the crushing realization that she just might lose this important race was making it hard to stay focused on what really mattered.

    It had been too many grueling hours of practice, too much sacrifice of time, money, sweat, and even tears. This race was just one of the last and most important tests on the way to making it big as a professional cyclist. Now it was going to be totally lost because of a few seconds, and a different that was almost nothing between the two women. There was no way it could end this way!

    Come on, Darcy, come on, she mouthed to herself alongside steady breathing. The words almost hurt and it was difficult to say them without risking interruption of her breathing. But they needed to be said – out loud, as well; that was important, because just thinking them wasn't enough.

    Everything, absolutely everything, was perfect up until that last moment. She had done it all right this time. Darcy had started out in the lead, along with the prime contenders. Then, she had done something that wowed her just as much as it probably did many people in the crowd: she'd actually gotten out in front, and found it wasn't much of a race at all. Her heart was soaring and it was an effort to keep the silly grin off her face as she maintained the lead for the duration of the race. Suddenly, just a few minutes from that finishing line, Aubrey had gotten out from second place and gone just a little ahead of Darcy.

    Aubrey...It was difficult to be mad at another cyclist who showed such skill and sheer determination in everything she did. Still, though, it wasn’t fair! Just a bike’s length in front of her was the confident and athletic object of both Darcy’s friendship and competitive nature. If there was just one person she would have wanted to beat her, it was the lovely Aubrey. That didn't mean Darcy was about to just lay down and let her snatch victory right at the last minute. A good friend was one who made you earn your wins. In that regard, Darcy and Aubrey were best friends. In every other way, they were best friends, too.

    Darcy's concentration broke apart for just a few seconds, thinking about all of these things. It was hard trying to stay focused when her body was being pushed to its absolute limits. Things often crept in, when it would be much easier to strive for that finish line with an emptier mind. Meditation helped, but it didn't do too much when things really became stressful in the heat of an important race. Yeah, they were all important, but there were only so many more until the big qualifying race, and then things would either go up, or way back down.

    Then, without any warning signs, Aubrey couldn’t maintain her speed. It was like watching one of those bad movies where the hero was about to do something incredibly stupid, which would allow the baddies to take over and get their way, at least until the happy ending took hold. What the hell was she doing?! She slowed just slightly, enough for Darcy to easily get in front of her without speeding herself up.

    It was almost embarrassing to watch; no, scratch that, it was terribly embarrassing to watch. Darcy went by Aubrey and wanted to ask what the hell she was thinking. She wanted to know why her friend was just slowing down for no particular reason. It was almost like she was letting Darcy get in front of her, but that would never happen, no way. To do such a thing would not only be screwing herself over, but it would be totally disrespectful to the race, the other cyclists, and most importantly to Darcy.

    Still, she went over the finish line first, and Darcy had won the big race! The thoughts of Aubrey's suspicious slowing down went away very quickly as soon as the large crowd of cycling enthusiasts started to cheer for Darcy as the winner. She would have to get to the bottom of this...maybe. But first, there was a lot of excitement to come; one of the best parts of winning was that everyone made you feel like number one.

    She was ecstatic, loving the crowd’s applause and smiling with each person who cheered her name. The winner’s ceremony was brief, but she felt like the most important person in the world right then.

    Once the peak of excitement had settled down, doubt crept into her head. It should not have been so easy for her to win like that.

    What happened? she said to Aubrey. Did you hurt yourself?

    But the second place rider, a small framed woman with a pretty face, just shook her head and congratulated her with a fake smile. That was unusual, to say the least. Yeah, they had a friendship based around some strong, healthy competition. But they were always happy for one another after a big win, no matter who had lost out that time. It was just a part of competition.

    Hey, what's the matter, Aubrey? Are you okay? I can't believe you didn't win. It feels almost like I didn't deserve it. She patted her friend on the back. They were both drained, physically and mentally. If Aubrey didn't much feel like talking, it was totally understandable, but it seemed like something was definitely off this time.

    I just, I don't know what happened. I shouldn't have tried to get in front of you.

    You're joking, right? Darcy laughed but didn't manage to hide her concern very well. You can never lose by trying. It's not like you fell behind from pushing yourself.

    You don't understand. Aubrey snapped her mouth shut and pursed her lips, then looked around with wide, shifting eyes. It's just my ankle was starting to give me trouble, like I messed up during warm up. Stupid mistake, yeah, she said, with her own fake laugh this time. Like we're back in high school all over again, right?

    If you say so. I guess I'm just sorry you had to come in second for such a minor thing. Better luck next time. She gave Aubrey a big hug, their body warmth combining and adding to the combined sweat. You stink as usual.

    Thanks, Darcy. You stink, too. They both genuinely laughed, but only a little. It was a relief to break that tension

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