Trouble

By H.C. Brown

What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.

Alpha Rock’s rhythm guitarist, Kail Darkstar, is more than a little confused. The last thing he remembers is playing a gig in Las Vegas three days ago. He has no memory of meeting the sexy twink, tied to his bed, let alone the three-day long scene they apparently enjoyed.

After seeking help from Jackson, Kail discovers the stranger is French model, Philippe La Grange. Kail can’t get enough of his delicious sub in or out of the hotel room, but no matter how many times he makes love to Philippe, he still can’t remember meeting him.

Problem is, the media has tracked his every outrageous move. What happened in Vegas is front-page news.

Will Kail remember his delicious sub before Philippe walks out of his life forever?

PUBLISHER NOTE: An M/M BDSM Romance, containing themes of spanking, flogging, and bondage.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Luminosity Publishing LLP
• Release date: Jan 5, 2017
• ISBN: 9781910899984

H.C. Brown

H.C. Brown is a multi-published, multi-genre, bestselling, award-winning author.In 2016, she was delighted to be named Luminosity Publishing’s Bestselling Author of 2015.In 2015, she was delighted to be named Luminosity Publishing’s Bestselling Author of 2014.In 2015, Highlander in the Mist was placed 3rd in Historical and Rock ‘n’ Leather was placed 3rd GLBT in the Easychair Bookshop Competition.In 2015, Highlander in The Mist was nominated in The Romance Reviews 2015 Readers’ Awards.In 2011, she was delighted to receive nominations in three categories in the 2011 CAPA Awards: Favorite Author, Best GLBT Romance, and Best Science Fiction Romance.She was nominated for Best Historical M/M in the 2013, Goodreads Book of Year Awards.H.C writes about strong alpha male heroes and girl next door heroines in complex settings, and all her stories have happy endings.H.C. welcomes feedback from her readers.

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TROUBLE

Club Depravity 8

H.C. Brown

What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.

Alpha Rock’s rhythm guitarist, Kail Darkstar, is more than a little confused. The last thing he remembers is playing a gig in Las Vegas three days ago. He has no memory of meeting the sexy twink, tied to his bed, let alone the three-day long scene they apparently enjoyed.

After seeking help from Jackson, Kail discovers the stranger is French model, Philippe La Grange. Kail can’t get enough of his delicious sub in or out of the hotel room, but no matter how many times he makes love to Philippe, he still can’t remember meeting him.

Problem is, the media has tracked his every outrageous move. What happened in Vegas is front-page news.

Will Kail remember his delicious sub before Philippe walks out of his life forever?

PUBLISHER NOTE: An M/M BDSM Romance, containing themes of spanking, flogging, and bondage.

TROUBLE

Club Depravity 8

H.C. BROWN

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TROUBLE

Club Depravity 8

Copyright © October 2016 H.C. Brown

ISBN: 978-1-910899-98-4

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Dedication

For my readers.

Chapter One

Kail Darkstar tucked the towel tightly around his waist and strolled down the hotel corridor stopping at the sight of a vaguely familiar security guard. Ah, which room is Rogue’s?

Three down, sir. The guy glanced at his watch. It’s five-thirty, sir. I don’t think he’ll appreciate being disturbed as they have the kids in the suite with them.

It’s a fucking emergency and none of your fucking business anyway. Kail went up to the door and knocked more gently than he would normally. Oh yeah, Jackson would be pissed. Rogue’s partner in life and arrogant sub took the raising of their two boys very seriously, and waking two kids under three at this time of the morning might be a problem. He knocked again. Rogue, man, it’s Kail. I need to talk to you.

He waited for what seemed like an hour, well, maybe two minutes before the door opened a crack and Jackson glared out at him.

What the fuck do you want at this time of the morning? Jackson’s voice was just above a whisper. He flicked a glance at his naked torso. You know, arriving on my doorstep half naked won’t get you inside our room. He wrinkled his nose. Fuck you stink, where have you been and what happened to your face?

My face? I dunno. Kail sniffed under one armpit and shuddered. Sorry. I just woke up. Can I come in now?

No way. You know we have fucking rules when we have the kids with us on tour. In case it slipped your mind, we have a nanny sleeping in the adjoining room.

Kail rubbed the back of his neck. Yeah, yeah, I know and don’t give me the spiel about Rogue needing his sleep after a gig, man, we’re all tired after the concert last night. Five encores is too much even for me.

What day is it, Kail? Jackson raised one blond eyebrow.

Sunday. Now will you help me?

What planet are you on, man? Jackson’s eyes narrowed. "It’s Tuesday, and the last gig was three nights ago. We are in Vegas for one week remember. You need to get your head straight, you have a gig tonight and Friday."

Stunned beyond belief, Kail winced. "Stop fucking with me, Jackson. Okay, so I went off the rails last night and partied a little too hard, but I’m stone cold sober now,