RELEASE TOUR: Monstrous Serpent by E.V. Olsen (Excerpt)

RELEASE TOUR – Monstrous Serpent by E.V. Olsen

Length: 90,000
Series: South Shore Serpents #1
Prior Reading: Prior reading NOT required
Genre: Dark, Sports, New Adult/College, Contemporary, Polyamory
Tropes:

– MMM
– Hockey Romance
– Enemies to Lovers
– Best Friends to Lovers
– Masked men
– Bi Awakening
– Pining
– touch him and die
– found family

Trigger/Content Warnings: Explicit sex scenes, dubcon, history of child abuse, history of abduction, murder, attempted murder, violence, mention of child murder, ptsd, severe injury, stalking, dog napping (but funny)
Designer: Sandra Maldo

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I was never anyone’s first choice. Until two monsters made me their only one.

One bad decision leads me into the woods and straight into the hands of two masked strangers who chase me through the dark, pin me down, and leave me questioning everything I thought I knew about myself.

Then I learn who they are.
Serpents.

And not just any Serpents, but six-foot-ten Hunter Kincaid and his other half, six-foot-eight Atlas Trembley.
Atlas gets under my skin like a splinter. He fights me, steals from me, and doesn’t care that I want to kill him. He’s counting on it.

Hunter doesn’t speak. He takes. He decides. And he’s decided on me.
They even call me Little Titan like I belong to them.

The worst part?
I want to belong to the two hockey players who fight over marshmallows and look at me like I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to them.

But Hunter’s past isn’t done with him. And when it threatens to tear us apart, I learn exactly what kind of monsters my Serpents are.

EXCERPT:

My eyes fall on the one person I never expected to see here, and I stop dead in my tracks. Maybe six cars away is one very familiar Titan.

Cody Jenkins.

The mouthy little shit who keeps coming back, no matter how many times I put him on his ass. Five ten, maybe, built low and compact, and stubborn enough to swing at me even though I’ve got ten inches and sixty pounds on him.

I like fighting him. There’s something about the way he refuses to stay down that makes putting him there more fun than it should be. “Well, this night just got more interesting.”

Hunter walks up beside me. “Why the fuck is he here?”

Good question. Jenkins doesn’t have a mask on. Doesn’t have an armband on either. His hands are shoved into the front pocket of his hoodie, and his head is swiveling like he’s looking for someone specific, not looking to play.

He stalks past us, close enough that I could reach out and grab the back of his neck. His shoulders tense as he does, but he’s too busy scanning the crowd to look twice.

Then his steps falter, body going rigid.

Can’t tell what he’s looking at since his back is to me, but he’s facing our captain, who’s surrounded by three women. I tilt my head, watching. “Does he know it’s Cap? Bet he’ll start shit if he figures it out. Kind of hope he does.”

Hunter doesn’t respond. He’s too locked in on Jenkins.

Everyone starts making their way to the designated areas, marking the start of the event. Those with green armbands move toward the tree line while the people with blue armbands gather at the traffic cones near the parking lot.

Hunter and I slip on our blue armbands and hang a few feet back from Jenkins. He doesn’t move to either group. Just stands there, watching the crowd sort itself around him as if he unknowingly wandered into someone else’s game.

I grin under my mask, bouncing on my toes. “He didn’t sign up for this, and he definitely came looking for a fight.”

Hunter grunts. “He found one.”

Whatever tonight was supposed to be just got replaced by something else. The pining, the threesome I didn’t want, the girl who’s pretty like a painting—gone.

The Titan is on our turf . . . and this I know what to do with.

Jenkins checks his phone, then tucks it into his back pocket. He maneuvers through the pack, edging closer to our captain.

The first airhorn blares, and those wearing green armbands run into the woods.

I shake out my hands, muscles flexing, blood surging through my body. Under my mask, my lips are pulled into a wide grin. But it’s not friendly.

Hunter is still beside me. Poised. Locked in.

The second horn blares, and our group takes off. Jenkins is ahead of us, cutting through the pack with the same quick, aggressive stride he uses on the ice.

That’s right, you cocky little shit. Run. Because I’m coming to get you.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

EV Olsen is an MM romance author who loves to write about Over The Top alpha males who are possessive and completely obsessed with their person or mate. Nothing will get in their way from claiming what’s theirs. EV enjoys writing angsty or darkish type romances whether set in contemporary, PNR, or even post-apocalyptic worlds. 
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