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Shining Victory: Levi & Stacy
Shining Victory: Levi & Stacy
Shining Victory: Levi & Stacy
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Shining Victory: Levi & Stacy

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Stacy James survived a life-shattering accusation to become a successful businessman with a lot to offer a partner. He's finally put his ghosts to rest, and is ready for someone in his life if the right man comes along.

Young and wild, ace mechanic Levi Wright builds engines made for speed. When Levi's volatile temper lands him nose-to-nose with trouble, Stacy ignores his own rules and steps in to save Levi from making a big mistake. But Stacy can't ignore Levi's smoldering sexuality as the younger man then pursues him.

And Levi has made it clear he's out to get his man.

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My young companion held the door for me as we entered the pub, stepping into a quiet, smoke-filled room. The pool table just inside the door was free.

“Rack ’em, Levi. Will a draft be okay?”

He nodded as he deftly arranged the balls for the first strike. I paid for the beers and selected a cue. My own stick lay tucked in its case in the trunk of the Corvette, but I didn’t want to appear showoff-ish to Levi. The car already pushed that envelope far enough. Levi tossed a coin in the air.

“Call it!”

“Heads.” The quarter landed heads up. I lined up for the break and popped it. As luck would have it, the twelve and the fifteen balls dropped into the pockets. Levi glanced slyly at me from under his lashes.

“That means you have to get all the striped balls in the pockets before you can hit the little black ball in, Stacy James.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and ran the highballs.

“Eight in the side.” I tapped the hole I would shoot for with the cue, then drove the little black ball home. “Rack ’em, again, if you dare,” I challenged him.

Levi set up the table again while I sipped my beer. Something simmered just under the surface of his flushed skin. I moved to break and his hand covered mine. Our gazes locked for several seconds. He squeezed my fingers, and I released the cue.

“My turn, old man.”

“Okay, puppy. Show me what you can do.”

Levi lined up and made the break. The three ball dropped in the pocket. He surveyed the table and tapped a pocket. “One ball.”

The one dropped and he tapped another hole. “Two ball.”

Again, the ball dropped.

“Four in the far corner.” Levi tapped the cue ball. It bounced off the side and hit the four. The ball dropped.

I perched on a bar stool and watched him run the table, in order, until he missed the ten. He moved with effortless grace, cool and focused on the shots. When he missed the ten by scant centimeters, I spoke.

“Set it up and try it again.”

Levi nodded and reset the shot. This time, the ten dropped. He finished the table and tossed the cue stick on the vanquished field of play. I handed him his draft. He leaned against the bar and downed a few swallows. His burning gaze never left mine.

“So, Stacy James. Your place or mine?”

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 1, 2017
ISBN9781386239611
Shining Victory: Levi & Stacy
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KC Kendricks

KC Kendricks calls herself an accidental writer. After completing her first novel writing as Rayne Forrest, she was urged to submit it to a publisher, and everything snowballed from there. Today, the author has had over seventy books published. In July of 2021, she tried to retire but her employer offered her a deal to work at home. She accepted. Now she balances work, writing, and hearth and home in a controlled chaos. A native of scenic western Maryland, the author enjoys most activities that don’t include snow. In warm weather she might be found walking the dog, biking on the C&O Canal towpath, planting delicacies in her garden for the deer to munch on at night, playing in the creek, or lazing on the patio with her Kindle reader or laptop. She recently began to research her family history and can't drive past a cemetery without stopping to search for family sites. Her mission is to photograph old tombstones before the elements erode the stones and the names are lost to time. For more about KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest’s writing life, please visit the Between the Keys blog at http:kckendricks.blogspot.com . If you’d like to know more about the author’s country lifestyle and her daily activities full of simple country pleasures (and a lot of work), please visit the Holly Tree Manor blog at http://hollytreemanor.blogspot.com . KC can be reached through her blog, Between the Keys. All comments are strictly moderated by the author and personal messages are treated as such. Follow the author on Twitter for up-to-date announcements at Twitter.com/KCKendricks.

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Shining Victory - KC Kendricks

Shining Victory

by

KC Kendricks

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This book is a work of fiction. While references to actual places or events may occur,

the names, characters, incidents and locations are from the author’s imagination

and any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is coincidental.

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Copyright © 2008, 2017 KC Kendricks

Cover art © 2017 KC Kendricks

All Rights Reserved

Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, regardless of whether any type of currency is exchanged or not, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the author of the book. Law strictly prohibits reproduction of this digital e-book for file sharing or selling, other than what the author grants in writing.

Piracy is a crime.

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This book is published in the United States of America.

About Shining Victory

Stacy James survived a life-shattering accusation to become a successful businessman with a lot to offer a partner. At forty, he’s finally put his ghosts to rest, and is ready for someone in his life, if the right person comes along.

Young and wild, ace mechanic Levi Wright builds engines made for speed. When Levi’s volatile temper lands him nose-to-nose with trouble, Stacy ignores his own rules and steps in to save Levi from making a big mistake. But Stacy can’t ignore Levi’s smoldering sexuality as the younger man then pursues him. 

And Levi has made it clear – he’s out to get his man. 

Intro to Shining Victory

Levi stood still, motionless. The light from the window formed a sunburst around him. His blue eyes searched my face with silent questions. I knew the questions, but was less sure about the answers. My lips tingled with the memory of his kiss. I reached out and gave his shoulder a light squeeze. The corner of his sensuous mouth twitched into a quirky, lop-sided smile.

Low and husky, his voice made me shiver with longing. You think I bite, Stacy James?

I trailed my hand down his arm and grasped his wrist, pulling him a step closer.

What if I do, puppy? You don’t know a thing about me.

The smile on his face widened. His gaze never left mine.

Sure I do. You’re the hottest old man that ever threw a punch to save my ass.

I reached out with my other hand and tucked my fingers beneath his belt to yank him against me. Heat rolled off him in tiny waves but the skin on his arm prickled with gooseflesh as I ran my fingertips across it.

Call me old again, and I’ll show you what old can do.

Levi licked his lips, taunting me. So show me...old man.

I pulled his lips to mine, until they almost touched. You’re too eager, I whispered.

His hand cupped my aching balls as his thumb ran across my bulging zipper.

Eager? Me? You’ve got some nerve calling me eager.

What they said about

Shining Victory is a solid 5 angels for me! - April, Fallen Angel Reviews

KC Kendricks gives us a well crafted tale of two men brought together by a mutual lust and some common interests who seem to be in the process of building something more permanent.. The two together seem to be able to offset one another, help one another face the future day by day. Ms. Kendricks makes this a story of hope, humor, and possibilities for the two men. This is one of those tales that help people understand the world of gay men with some great eroticism thrown in. - Dee Dailey, 5 Hearts, The Romance Studio Reviews

The characters are three-dimensional and their relationship is complex, with everything stacked against it succeeding... K.C. Kendricks has written another story that I think readers will appreciate. The reason I love this writer is the realism in the way her stories end and she doesn't insult the reader's intelligence. For those readers who love their HEA, there is a very good ending to this story.- 4.5 Stars, Jessewave

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Praise for the writing of KC Kendricks

KC Kendricks never disappoints!"—Fallen Angel Reviews

..beautifully moving in all the right places...KC Kendricks gives us a well-crafted tale- The Romance Studio

Good to the last word....- Sensual Reads

...Seriously entertaining and totally engaging...- Joyfully Reviewed

...solidly written contemporary romance...-Jessewave

Table of Contents

About Shining Victory

What they said about

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

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CHAPTER 1

Mobile, agile and hostile summed up my first impression of the young man who made a running leap and glided across the hood of a 1967 Camaro on denim-clad knees. He landed on the other side of the car—on his feet—and went nose-to-nose with a man half again his size who’d dared to cast aspersions on his sexuality.

The young man stood six feet tall, lanky, with a head full of dark, curly hair, a scruffy three-day beard, and stunning sky-blue eyes framed by the longest black eyelashes I’d ever seen on a man, gay or straight. And he was pissed off past the point of reason.

I admit I don’t like it much when people refer to me as a fag either, but with age comes smarts, or so they say. I’d have ignored the beer-bellied redneck and walked on. But it’s true; testosterone poisoning is a malady of youth. I used to have it myself, and counted myself lucky it had passed. For the most part, anyway...

This young man looked to have a bad case of twenty-something and hormones.

I set my soda down a safe distance from the imminent fisticuffs and prepared to save the young man from having his beautiful, perfectly straight nose take on a different shape—that of the other fellow’s fist.

He failed to appreciate my efforts, fixing me with an angry blue gaze that drilled its way straight to my groin as I stepped between them. Good God, what incredible eyes.

Fuck off, old man!

The little puppy called me old. I resented that remark, but let it slide for the greater good of the moment.

I’m trying to keep you from making a big mistake, boy. You punch him, and he’ll sue you. That’s what his ilk do.

The other man snickered and grabbed his crotch in an all-too-familiar gesture in our day and time.

Yer both fags. Ye ain’t seen a real dick until you’ve seen mine, and ye ain’t gonna see it or suck it. Ain’t neither of ye man enough...

He dropped like a rock when my fist caught him flush on the jaw. I’d not thrown a punch like that in years. The young man’s mouth dropped open, and his gorgeous eyes took on a new light, that of a grudging respect.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I snatched up my soda and beat a hasty, less than dignified retreat from the scene. With any luck, I could disappear into the crowd at the classic car festival and exit the fairgrounds before being apprehended for assault.

How could I have done that? I’m a pacifist, for God’s sake. Well, I am now. I wasn’t always. I suppose old habits are never completely left behind. I spotted my car and picked up my pace.

My knuckles throbbed, and it served me right. I had no business punching anyone, no matter

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