Taming The Bad Boy

By Dyanne Davis

A very long.....short story. This is a story told from the male pov. A known bad boy, Jackson Terrell has left a string of broken hearts in his wake. Then of course come the day when he meets the woman who rocks his world, Jade Black, and gets a taste of his own medicine.

Will love really change the color of a bad boy's heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dyanne Davis
• Release date: Oct 25, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465864987

Dyanne Davis

Author’s information Award winning author, Dyanne Davis lives in a Chicago suburb with her husband Bill, and their son Bill Jr. She retired from nursing several years ago to pursue her lifelong dream of becoming a published author. An avid reader, Dyanne began reading at the age of four. Her love of the written word turned into a desire to write. Her first novel, The Color of Trouble, was released July of 2003. It won her an Emma for Favorite New Author of the year. The book was re-released by Genesis Press Feb 09 Her second novel, The Wedding Gown was released in February 2004 and was chosen by Blackexpressions as a monthly club pick. The book was an Emma finalist in March 2005 for Steamiest Romance, and for Book of the Year. The Wedding Gown was also a finalist for Affaire de Coeur Reader’s poll. Since then her books have consistently made finalist. With 15 novels in print, The Critic released in May 08 was a 4 1⁄2 stars Top Pick and was nominated for Romantic Times award for Best AA Romance Book of 2008. Dyanne is also published in Love Stories Magazines. Dyanne has been a presenter of numerous workshops. She hosts a local cable show, The Art of Writing, in her hometown to give writing tips to aspiring writers. She has guests from all genres to provide information and entertainment to the audience. She has hosted such notables as USA Today Best Selling erotica author, Robin Schone and New York Times bestselling author of the vampire huntress series L. A Banks. Dyanne writes under F. D. Davis for her new vampire series and ALL paranormal works. Her first vampire novel, In the Beginning was released in June of 2007 the second in the series, In Blood we Trust was released in November of 2008. Lest Ye Be Judged was released in 2010 and is available on Amazon and Barnes and Nobel. When not writing you can find Dyanne with a book in her hands, her greatest passion next to spending time with her husband Bill and son Bill Jr. Whenever possible she loves getting together with friends and family. A member of Romance Writers of America, Dyanne served two terms as Chapter President for Windy City. Dyanne loves to hear feedback from her readers. You can reach her at [e-mail]. She would love for you to visit her website and sign her guest book. www.dyannedavis.com Http://dyannedavis.blogspot.com Her alter ego ADAM OMEGA can be reached at [e-mail] His web address: www.adamomega.com

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TAMING THE BAD BOY

Dyanne Davis

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TAMING THE BAD BOY

No job, little money and no prospects. Jackson cursed his lack of forethought as he knocked on Sienna’s door. At the moment he needed a place to live until he could get on his feet. He almost laughed at the thought. He’d worked so hard at just getting by for the last few years that now, being in a word, ‘homeless’ had not occurred to him. There’d always been a woman ready and willing who had gladly taken him in and supplied all of his needs, but that was getting old.

Sienna was the catalyst for making him realize he was wasting himself and his God given talents. He could sing like nobody’s business. He’d always known that but hadn’t done much about it. More than likely his parent pushing him in that direction had turned him totally against a singing career. He could sing Sinatra as easily as he did Tom Jones. But it was his rendition of R&B and soul music that made people pause. If he had a dollar for every time someone had questioned him concerning his parentage then proceeded to probe him with intense gazes, he’d be a rich man.

Jackson laughed softly as he thought of his stock answers to the question. "What… a man with blue eyes isn’t allowed to sing R&B? That always made the person doing the asking stop, give him another look and try to give a plausible excuse for their rudeness.

He wouldn’t lie; he knew his voice had something to do with the number of Black women he’d dated. They thought he was an enigma, he on the other hand couldn’t understand why people wanted to appoint race to the sound of music. While he enjoyed the confusion, it puzzled him also. What did it matter what sounds came from his throat?

As far as women went, more likely than not the woman would get around to mentioning that she liked the color of his eyes. He’d had every color of blue described to them that was contained in the largest box of crayons. To him they were plain old blue. Finally he heard the distinct click of heels, then Sienna’s door opening.

GOD, it’s him.

Nikki. She had to be the one to open the door, he thought and groaned inwardly. Out of all of Sienna’s friends he and Nikki were like oil and…anything. They just didn’t get along. It was all Jackson could do not to turn tail and run. He wished that he were even the tiniest bit clairvoyant. If so, he would have chosen a better time to grovel for a place to stay.

Perhaps he would have returned home like a whipped puppy with his tail between his legs. Perhaps he would have endured the laughter from his mother and the disdain from his father that he’d not had his game tight enough, that some woman had gotten the better of him. Or perhaps he’d have thought more seriously about getting a job and taking care of his own needs.

None of that mattered at the moment. He’d run out of money and the hotel he’d been staying at was not accepting his good looks or his voice in lieu of payment. He had no choice but to ask Sienna to allow him to live with her for a short time.

Nikki, if you don’t mind I came over to see Sienna.

She’s busy.

Are you the security guard?

That’s pretty funny, we should have thought of that one. What do you want Jackson? Sienna is done with you.

If there’d been the slighted chance that using charm on Nikki would have worked, Jackson would have given it his best try. But the woman was immune to his charms. Taking in a deep breathe he narrowed his eyes and counted to ten as he slowly let out the breath. I need to talk to her.

Talking to Nikki was useless. She’d often told him she wouldn’t bother to spit on him if he were on fire. He’d laughed when she’d said it. Now it didn’t seem quite as funny. For a long moment he held her gaze. This was crazy. Nikki was holding the door open a crack and Jackson could suddenly hear a lot of feminine voices inside. Shit, he couldn’t have chosen a worst time, he thought as he gave a half turn intending to walk away. That was the moment Nikki apparently knew his intent and reversed her decision pulling him into the crowded apartment.

The scent of incense and sweet-smelling candles produced a slight haze in the room. What were these women up to? When laughter burst out instinct warned him it was aimed at him. Well, he was in the apartment now; he might as well ask Sienna for the favor he’d braved Nikki’s rancor to ask.

Scanning the room he didn’t see her anywhere. There was no way he was asking Nikki or any of the women in the room where Sienna was. A quick glance at the laughing women made