Holly S. Roberts

USA TODAY Bestselling Author Holly S Roberts likes to gloss over her exciting past as a homicide detective and make you think she sits at a computer all day writing. Nothing could be farther from the truth. You’ll find Holly in the mountains on a long hike or at the gym pounding barbells with the boys. She’s a health coach and nutritionist as well as being vegan and proving muscles come from hard work and plant-based foods. When the weather’s too cold for outdoor play, she sneaks into her dark cave and writes until her fingers ache. She’s also followed around by a hundred-pound Rottweiler with anxiety issues and constant need for affection. Each finished chapter gets a dog lick when Holly stays on course.   

Club El Diablo: THE kinky place of sin and the ultimate den of inequity where the rich and famous come to play. Fantasies come true and dominant men meet their match. Enter at your own risk!  


Club el Diablo

I was in the middle of a bitch beater when the shrill sound of my cell phone weaseled through the pounding of drums. I should have turned it down or off. I ignored it and continued. The wood in my hands rolled through my fingers. I flipped with my left playing backstick. Sweat rolled from my hairline down my face and dripped down my torso. This wasn't music-it was rage and drums were the only way, at the moment, that I could process the burn and clear it from my system.


The phone stopped its noise for a few moments then started ringing again.


I rotated on my stool and picked up my cell after I saw the name on the caller ID.


A burst of laughter escaped. "A million times over. So what's new, Damian?"


Chapter 182: Luke