Vengeance: The Program Book 4

by N. M. Catalano

  Small world, but it’s my world, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

  Once they’re at the altar, Sasha passes her flowers to Summer. When Dominic hands Sasha over to Gringo, I hear him say, “There are very few people who deserve each other as much you two do. They are all standing beside you. I wish you many healthy and happy years together. Take care of each other, and may God bless you.”

  Sasha wraps her arms around Dominic’s neck and tells him tearfully, “Thank you. For everything.”

  Gringo extends his hand, and Dominic takes it. “Thank you. I can never repay you. It’s an honor serving under you, Director.”

  “The honor is all mine.” It seems Fellini can not be a dick after all.

  Hell, even I choked up with his speech.

  When Sasha and Gringo turn to face the priest, he begins the ceremony, and I’d bet my ass there’s not a dry eye in the place.

  “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the presence of God to join together this man and this woman. They have overcome many obstacles to unite in holy matrimony, and in this sacred place, who should so ever believe they should not be wed, speak now, or forever hold your peace.”

  Every single one of us, even Hawk, Fellini, and Prez, glance around the church with such ferocity, no one would dare say a damn thing.

  The priest lets out a long breath and continues.

  Sasha and Gringo stare at each other through the entire ceremony, their hands joined in front of them without so much as a foot’s distance between them. But my eyes do not leave Gwendolyn. In my mind, it’s she and I exchanging our wedding vows, it’s us standing there having our union blessed in the eyes of God. It’s me making Gwen my wife.

  Soon.

  “You may now kiss the bride,” the father announces.

  Gringo lifts Sasha’s veil and kisses her, their first kiss as man and wife.

  The crowd lets out a cheer.

  Me, Rock, and Snake say, “It’s about time.”

  Gwendolyn gasps, clutches her stomach, and looks down. “That it is. My water just broke.”

  WHAT?

  “Are you okay? Does it hurt? We’ve got to get to the hospital!” I’m at her and carrying her out as the organ starts up again.

  “Me grandbabies are coming!” Mrs. Merriweather is squealing following us out, Cornelius right behind her.

  Because today is the first day of the rest of our lives.

  The End xoxo

  I can’t believe it’s over!

  Thank you for taking this journey with me.

  I hope you’ve enjoyed The Program series,

  And love the men as much as I do. I will miss them.

  Keep going, there’s more…

  A NOTE FROM ME

  I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S OVER! I’m going to miss Rock, Snake, Gringo, and Bull so much!! I’ve spent a year in their world, and what a world it’s been. Just wow! What started as a lighthearted erotic RomCom turned into a six book series with enough suspense to make you lose sleep. Just sayin’.

  I have got give a special thank you to my ladies! Diane Dykes, you are the gestapo! THANK GOD. Joy, you tell me like it is, and you couldn’t give two shits if I might get upset. THANK GOD. Fran Reading, youuuu are miss professional, you give it on the straight and proper, the right way. THANK GOD. This book wouldn’t be what it is without you <3 xoxoxo! They are my admin team and my betas, they keep my reader group in line, and made sure I got the GDPR thing sent out, (eye roll with that). Isn’t that a bunch of cocky business? (see what I did there LOL).

  Thank you so much to the blogs who have supported me, I can’t thank you enough! Some ladies in the readers group, and longtime friends, are: Nicole Brown, love ya girl, Cindy Noyes, Juneann Lloyd (Lord woman, I hope I don’t make those patients of yours go in to cardiac arrest), Denise Williams, and bloggers, Pauline Digaletos, Angie Hallock, Jennifer Pierson, and so, so many others, I know I’ve left some out, please forgive me.

  I wanted to give you a sneak peak of what I’m up to:

  I’ve been invited to write a spin-off novella in the Blaire’s World Series, originals are by Anita Gray. I’m very excited about this. They’re dark, and hot, and full of intrigue. You should join my reader’s group right here.

  So, do you think Hawk should have his own book? I always have, even when he was in the BLACK INK Trilogy…what? You haven’t read the Trilogy, oh, for shame, lol! You can find it right here, the first book is only .99, or free in KU.

  Hawk: She is whiskey at midnight. A bad decision. Nothing good ever happens past midnight, especially not with whiskey.

  Another Work In Progress, (can’t tell you the name yet):

  The call came around three o’clock in the morning. Isn’t that when all things tragic arrives? Desperation and devastation, and every single monster comes to life. We aren’t immune, none of us. Sometimes we create them, others are us.

  The strangest thing is I wasn’t surprised. Maybe I’d been waiting for him to call all this time, maybe I knew he always would.

  He knew it too.

  He knew he’d call me.

  I heard it in his voice.

  I’ve also had another series planned for some time, Sanctuary, you can read the short story I wrote that was the inspiration at my blog on Wordpress, look for NM Catalano Writer, it’s should be easy to find. There are also several stand-alones, and finally the last book in the Stranger Series, SUSPICIOUS, Janie’s finally going to have her day.

  So what have I been doing, other than writing this explosive book? Well, I’m getting ready to go to a book signing in Myrtle Beach, SC next week, 6/8. And like everyone else with kids in school, I’m gearing up for that, the year has just flown by. My oldest graduates from high school this year, and my youngest has gotten a permit, Lord have mercy on me, LOL.

  Other than that, life is wonderful.

  So, I’d just like to say, enjoy the moment and always love you and yours fiercely.

  All my love,

  ~ N.M.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  It’s sort of a funny thing how N.M. Catalano started writing. This is the true story:

  She had just separated from her third husband - that’s right, three – and just like every other woman who has gone through that, was going through an emotional time. Everyone lives that more than likely during this time, whether they are the instigator or not. Writing her first published women’s contemporary book, STRANGER, was a bit of a cleansing process. She sat down with a pen and a notebook – she wrote the whole thing in those marble notebooks – and just kept writing. When she was finished, she decided, “What the hell? Let’s publish it.” So she did. And people loved it. As of right now it’s fourteen books later, she’s still writing passionate stories centered around a suspenseful, sometimes dark, sometimes twisted, story line.

  One of the most important things she feels a writer must do is to truly love their characters. How can the characters be loved if the creator isn’t madly in love with them themselves? Crazy? Maybe. But she loves every single one of them.

  She has partied with the best of them in her twenties, met the two true loves of her life in her thirties, (her children), and is now finding she’d rather sit back and be alone, if not she’s with her family, than in a crowd of people. I suppose she’s become a bit of a recluse. She used to say when she was younger she wanted to win the lottery so she could join the Peace Corps. Well, she hasn’t hit the big numbers, but she does what she can for the betterment of mankind in her own little ways.

  Writing her stories is one way she truly hopes she brings a little sunshine into your life.

  "I am just a woman, like many of you, who has lived through beauty and ugliness, happiness, (sometimes extreme), and sadness, (sometimes heart wrenching), and have grown to love life and myself even more. I write because I love the characters, I am madly and hopelessly in love with them and want to share them with you. Life is beautiful and is meant to be enjoyed day by day, sometimes you have to pick out the good st
uff with a magnifying glass like a needle in a haystack, but enjoyed none the less. The stories that I put on paper, I think, help us to find that enjoyment a little bit more.

  I am just a woman who is in love with love…<3"

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  Still more…

  OTHER WORKS

  STRANGER Book 1 In The STRANGER Series

  I couldn't resist submitting to him. I still can't, no matter the cost.

  I thought I was fine, I thought my life was ok. Until I met him. One night of erotic abandon blew open the door to the prison of my life and there was no way I wanted to lock it back up. I couldn’t, not when he kept coming back. But I knew there would be a price to pay. There always is, I had been warned. The past always comes back to haunt you especially when it promised it would.

  Your body is my playground and I want to play.

  Life is good. I have control, I like having control. Until I met her. I thought that one night of her deliciousness would be enough to satisfy me. I was wrong. I wanted more, there was something about her, she was different. And now I was losing control, there was no way in hell I was going to lose.

  ** This is book is meant to be read as a stand-alone but is the first book in the STRANGER series. No cliffhangers. 18+ BDSM

  SWITCH Book 2 In The STRANGER Series

  Life can change in an instant.

  Betrayal. Just like that everything I had built, my entire life, was falling apart. My world threatened to collapse from under me, everything was slipping through my hands, and it looked like there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop the destruction. I was going to lose everything but the worst part was, I was going to lose her.

  A second chance.

  Fate smiled down on me and gave me a second chance. And it was so much better than I could have ever imagined. He worshipped my body, he made me feel adored. Until that day. The day I found them, the day his skeletons came pouring out of that closet he thought was so well hidden. He made a huge mistake if he thought I was naive. It was time for me to take control.

  Can he SWITCH to get it all back?

  **Can be read as a stand-alone, 18+ BDSM

  KINK Book 3 In The STRANGER Series

  She’s a damaged girl, hiding behind a tough façade and a razor sharp tongue, afraid to open up to him and trust him. Her wounds are deep, the scars are many, some are visible, and others cannot be seen.

  He thinks he doesn’t deserve her, that he doesn’t deserve to be happy. The demons he fights are loud and strong, some are real, while others are not. But he wants her. And he’ll have her.

  He’ll share her. They’ll plunge her into the most erotic oblivion she’s ever experienced.

  **Warning, this book contains very strong sexual content, BDSM, menage, and a scene or two which could be a trigger containing sexual assault/rape. 18+

  PERFECT Book 4 In The STRANGER Series

  Brian Daniels has life by the balls. He’s gorgeous, so much so, it hurts so good to look at him. And his dominant sexual skills leave the women he’s with in a state of complete erotic delirium for days, knowing exactly how to bring her the most pleasure. The dark and dangerous beast inside him, the one that was born in the Marines, is released in the cage when he fights, and in the bedroom when the women are tied and begging for more. He is absolutely perfect. But he’s miserable, empty, and hollow, wondering if this is all there is to life.

  Everything about Brooke stops traffic. Her perfect body and face have men following behind her like a trail of whimpering little puppy dogs. And she hates everything about herself, because it destroyed her. She lives with its curse every day, one that will never allow a man to get close to her heart. She’s a brilliant Marine Biologist fighting against the clock amid brutal shark attacks, trying to find a way to stop the animal before it strikes again. But she’s defenseless against the monster inside her.

  When Brian and Brooke collide, it’s an erotic war zone, one that Brian will not lose.

  Can he save her from her demons? Can she finally submit and let Brian free her from her hell? Or will tragedy strike first and rip Brian from her, destroying any chance they have at love?

  **Stand-alone, 18+ BDSM, a tiny bit dark.

  HIDING Book 5 In The STRANGER Series

  Warning: It is passionate, it is suspenseful, it'll blow your mind. There is darkness, you have been warned, enter at your own risk...

  Secrets, they entice you, they bind you, they hold you captive. A challenge whispered to you luring you closer. Will you delve into their darkness? Would you go? Or would you hide...

  I had rules. They protected the fortress of my darkness.

  My secrets.

  I allowed myself certain distractions, but nothing permanent.

  It wasn’t allowed.

  If I slipped, then I’d fall.

  That was one thing I couldn’t afford.

  Until her.

  She was secrets wrapped up in a challenge. Tied with a big bow of sensuality.

  I was about to take the biggest fall of my life.

  I’d found complacency in my nightmare.

  A comfort in normalcy.

  I was surviving.

  It sucked, but I was safe.

  Until he crashed into my world.

  He had secrets.

  Lots of them.

  He wasn’t the good guy, not by far.

  But was he what I needed?

  She's hiding from her future.

  He's running from his past.

  When they collide it's explosive.

  Danger is a persistent predator.

  It seeks until it finds.

  There is no past, and no future.

  There is only now, and right now danger is coming.

  You can run, but you can never hide.

  **Stand-alone, 18+, strong sexual content, a bit dark, a bit twisted, some horror.

  THE ROOSTER CLUB, The Best Cocks In Town

  We all have that first true love, the one we never forget, the one that makes our heart hurt, even today.

  This is their story. It spans decades.

  This is his story….

  All wrapped up in the decadence of the ‘80’s:

  Sex (lots of it).

  Drugs (almost as much).

  Discos (where it all happened).

  How it all crashed in the 90’s.

  And today, how it found her once again…

  **Stand-alone, 18+, strong sexual content & language

  Black Ink, Part I, Black Ink, Part II, Black Ink Part III

  Seduction, Possession, Revenge…

  The BLACK INK Trilogy

  In Part I we met the man,

  Alexander Black

  Ruthless. Powerful. A prick.

  Intoxicating, intriguing.

  He took, he claimed, he possessed.

  In Part II, He owned.

  In a world of seduction,

  Danger,

  Darkness.

  In Part III, The beast is unleashed.

  In a deadly race against time,

  The only thing he wants is

  Blood,

  Revenge,

  Annihilation.

  **18+, very strong sexual content, violence, it is dark, there is horror, and it’ll blow your mind.

  SUSPICIOUS, Book 6 Stranger Series, The Very Last One, Due Out Soon

  SCOTT

  Another day in paradise.

  Placing the cup of black coffee down on my desk, I turn on
the computer and prepare for the newest round of bad guys waiting for me.

  Degenerates.

  Scumbags.

  Lowlifes.

  Killers.

  I’ve been surrounded by them for more than half my life.

  First it had been the Army, doing missions that should have killed me. Going into a compound filled with beasts that had only one purpose; to kill all of us in the most gruesome way possible, and make a show of it while they did it. That wasn’t about me. It was about saving people from torture, stopping them from getting burned alive, or having their heads cut off on camera for a goddamn YouTube video. Or shot by a ten-year-old kid.

  Ten-fucking-year-olds. What is wrong with this world?

  I was done, I got out. Only to join the police force, the DEA, the Drug Enforcement Administration. The addresses might have been different, the accents and languages might have changed, but it was still filth. Corruption. Death and torture.

  I’ve done bust’s where there had been rooms piled with chopped up bodies stuffed in plastic bags. The degradation I’ve been witness to knows no bounds, has no morals, ethics never existed there.

  I’ve seen living proof that hell has no boundaries, no restrictions, no preference to color, race, religion, or nationality.

  It’s alive and well, and more powerful than you ever could imagine.

  It seduced, promised, and fought dirty in the most beautiful ways.

  I thought I could get out. I thought I’d had enough and I could walk away, and never go back.