|About the Book|
Mia left her sheltered life to live the glamorous life in Las Vegas, singing in a nightclub on the old strip. Quickly realizing that life in Las Vegas wasnt living up to her dreams, she gratefully becomes friends with one of the other girls at theMoreMia left her sheltered life to live the glamorous life in Las Vegas, singing in a nightclub on the old strip. Quickly realizing that life in Las Vegas wasnt living up to her dreams, she gratefully becomes friends with one of the other girls at the bar. When her new friend introduces her to the areas most influential motorcycle club, the Desert Devils MC, she warns Mia that shes getting in over her head. But after meeting the clubs VP, Vin, Mia just cant bring herself to care about the danger. Shes drawn to Vins magnetic charm, but what will happen when shes faced with the very really danger that comes from being associated with the MC?This 6,000+ word short story is part one in a motorcycle club series, containing adult sexual content for mature audiences only.Excerpt:Mia slipped through the curtains and walked up onto the little platform stage in the corner of the lounge. The piano player that accompanied her nodded from over at the bar and chugged back the rest of his whiskey. As he sat down at the piano, Mia flashed him her huge glowing smile, the smile that she saved for when she was up on stage. She knew that smile could dazzle everyone in an audience, if only there was an audience to begin with. Maybe someday, she thought to herself.As she began singing Moon River, her velvety rich voice flowed through the room, enchanting the very small audience in the bar, and distracting them from their conversations. Mia could hear herself through the speakers around her, and the reverberations coming off the walls, and it relaxed her until she was completely lost in the song.About half way through her third song, she glanced at the back of the room, and the door open, revealing a brief glimpse out to the lights on the streets, before the door closed shut again. Mia hoped it wasn’t a customer walking out, but it was hard to see anything in the dim light of the lounge.When her song ended, the lights came on briefly for her break, and she sipped at a glass of water on the table next to her. She looked around for Katy, and saw her by the far corner of the bar, talking to a tall man in a leather vest, holding a motorcycle helmet in his hand. Katy looked like she was trying her absolute hardest to flirt with the guy, and Mia couldn’t really blame her. He was startlingly handsome, with dark brown hair, light blue eyes, and a strong chiseled jaw. But despite Katy’s best efforts, this man was clearly not interested in her.