The Opening scene from book 1 - What Happened in Bangkok
Droplets of blood seeped from Darien's wolf
tattoo, mesmerizing him. They trickled over the inside of his bicep,
splattering against the bar floor.
Darien ran his
hand back through his hair and frowned. Why was the wolf bleeding? It was
supposed to look sexy. Turn chicks on. Not bleed. He blinked as a thought
formed. Maybe it wasn't the tattoo. Could he be bleeding? He didn't remember
getting hurt. But that might be because he'd had too many vodka shots.
Expensive
gold-infused vodka.
An order snapped
out in Thai ripped his focus away from the cost of the booze.
Stumbling with the
translation, his gut clenched - Check
everyone. Anybody alive. Kill them.
A shrill female
scream. A gunshot. Silence.
That'd be one of
the hookers. Damn. Hope it wasn't the one with the butterfly tattoo above her clit. She
had a mouth on her that performed miracles. Dude! What the fuck! Must be
the vodka talking. Stay focused. There are guys with guns out there.
Darien stretched
his neck out and peered around the edge of the bar. In his line of vision, a
male leg stuck out from under a table. Expensive looking shoe. Presumably
Italian leather. Probably belonged to Nai Jâhng.
Darien raised his
eyebrows. Wow. Somebody had the balls to kill a Triad boss.
He shifted his
glance. A few feet to the left lay a female arm with brilliant orange
fingernails. He shivered at the memory of those nails grazing his balls. He
focused on a tiny object a foot in front of him. Shards of glass were scattered
about. He frowned, trying to remember what happened. He'd walked behind the
private club's bar to get another bottle of vodka when, one by one, bottles
started exploding. Next thing he knew, he was on the floor, looking at the
blood dripping from his tattoo. He glanced at his arm. The bleeding had
stopped.
Okay, so he wasn't
gonna bleed to death. Good. Now he just had to get his dumbass outta there.
Past them. The guys with the guns. How the fuck could he do that?
Voices interrupted
his thoughts. The tones were panicked or angry, and the words too fast for him
to translate, although he understood the meaning of the three rapid gunshots,
followed by a short groan. The door at the opposite end of the bar, leading to
the kitchen, swooshed as someone pushed it open.
Gunfire and
screams sounded from the kitchen. The door swung open again. Darien translated
the shooter's words, "Nobody alive in there. I'll check the offices
upstairs."
Darien slid back,
trying not to disturb the glass. He did his best not to yelp when a sharp edge
sliced through the skin on his knee. With deliberate movements, he backtracked
the length of the Black Dragon's bar. Squatting, he peeked around the end.
Three men stood
with their backs to him, dressed in black pants and muscle shirts. Each one
held an assault rifle. A bleeding sun tattoo visible on one attacker's
shoulder. Daeng Arthit Triad. Not good. So not good.
He looked forward.
The kitchen door was six feet away. Six feet of wide-open, easily visible
space. It might as well be six inches or a mile. He couldn't risk it. Wouldn't.
He didn't want to get shot.
He shifted his
weight off the knee, pressing on a piece of shattered bottle. What the fuck,
dude? You're gonna die if they find you. Better to be running for your life
than just lay here and let 'em kill you. That was the logical side of his
head's opinion.
The chicken shit
side said, Stay here. Stay down. You're safe.
A yell and several
more gunshots drifted down from the floor above. The men pounded up the stairs.
Without taking a
moment to think, Darien bolted through the kitchen doors, then skidded to a
stop. The rancid smell of burning food and fresh blood hit him deep in the pit
of his stomach. Four bodies lay facing him, eyes wide, obviously unseeing. One
of the dead chefs held a massive meat cleaver clenched in his right hand.
Never bring a
knife to a gunfight. He shook his head. Quoting movies at a time like
this? Focus, dude.
Heart pounding,
Darien cast his gaze about the room, looking for an escape, while his ears
listened for the sound of running footsteps coming up behind. He fought the
nausea of rising fear as he moved forward, searching for an exit while trying
to keep his gaze from the corpses.
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When a drag queen club
manager's crazy world collides with a rock star's chaotic life, is there a chance their relationship can survive?
Erika Bailey, owner/manager of The Pink
Flamingo, a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all
aspects of her life, except for her lack of a love life.
Darien Scott, a Grammy award-winning,
international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of the
woman he loves. Too bad contractual obligations force him to shoot hot videos
with some of Hollywood's sexiest stars.
Yet, Erika and Darien found a way to each other’s arms.
But between suspecting her father ordered the torching of
her club, and her mother’s humiliating drunken behaviour, Erika’s trust in
those she loves is crushed. With all her parents put her through, how can she
trust Darien?
Concerned for Erika’s safety, Darien races to Bangkok to
protect her only to discover his brother is missing. Fearing the worst, he
contacts his nemesis, Gan, and makes a repulsive deal that will free his
brother and protect Erika’s club. Or so he thinks. Because when Gan is
involved, things always go sour. This time is no different, and Darien sinks
into a deep depression.
Is Erika’s love enough to pull him back and into her arms
forever?
Daryl
Devore’s hot rock star romance trilogy – Two Hearts ~ One Love - follows Erika
and Darien’s crazy, suspense-filled, passionate adventure through Bangkok,
Paris, Rio de Janeiro, a hurricane, a reticulated python,
a famous drag queen revue, and a tandem skydive.
Bonus –
exclusive to the box set – a special 2-part interview with Darien Scott.
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