First you drifted with me, then you wandered with me and now, it’s time to roam together.

It’s time for the next wild ride in the Nomad Series—and wild it is.

It seems as we go further into the series, the situations become more complex, the characters more flawed and the trials and tribulations are much more challenging than the ones that came before.

When I first created Ally, I never expected her to be who she is. In truth, having her be Cobra’s long-lost sister didn’t come to me until I was writing the Epilogue of Drifter. Then, as I wrote Wanderer, I decided that Ally would be a perfect match for Satan’s Cowboy, Deuce.

Who better to tame the reckless nomad then the damaged girl?

It was perfect!

Then, I started to write Ally and Deuce and I cursed my bright idea from here to Hell and back.

You see, Ally is not like any other female I’ve ever written. She’s fractured beyond measure and what happened to her is not some elaborate stretch of the imagination. I did my homework with this one and at times I had to step away. I watched documentaries on children who were kidnapped and read biographies of the grown women who were found.

So, when it came to writing Ally, I struggled at first. I thought at times she was too dark and tried to rush through her recovery, afraid that I would lose readers. I would write Deuce without any hesitation but when it came to Ally, I would re-read the same sentence twelve times before deleting it.

So, how did it all come together? Three weeks before publication I reread what I had written. I loved it—until chapter seventeen. In trying to be safe, I lost the character and that’s not acceptable. I knew what needed to be done—I needed to stop being a pussy and give you all of Ally. The good, the bad, the ugly—all of it.

Then I had to give you the beautiful.

In a week’s time I rewrote the story, added depth to Ally and I, myself, fell in love with these characters. Yes, it will be hard to read at times—it was hard to write. As with Drifter and Wanderer, Roamer touches on some very sensitive subject matter. This book won’t be everyone’s favorite but I will say it is mine and that’s because of the strength the characters convey. They’ll be times—more frequent than not, when you’ll curse me and wish you never heard of Janine Infante Bosco.

But, I promise to give you a beautiful love story full of healing and unexpected surprises.

I ask you to remember while reading, there are people—children, women and families that have suffered through this type of tragedy. Not all of them got a happily ever after and in my opinion, it wouldn’t be fair to acknowledge the heartache of it all.

PTSD comes in different forms and just because we can’t see everyone’s scars doesn’t mean they don’t exist.

Now that I’ve scared the fuck out of you, I’ve got one question for you…

Are you ready to ride?

The men in leather are back!

Saddle up, you’re about to enter the unapologetic world of the Satan’s Knights MC.

A world created by a woman who has as little of a filter as her characters do.

In fact, I’m starting to think I was a biker in a previous life and if not then I’m sure as hell coming back as one in my next life.

The men are crass. They’re vulgar and they’re not scholars.

None of these characters are perfect. Like me, they are fractured and flawed.

But, they all have heart.

If you the word fuck offends you—well, then this book isn’t for you.

If you’re cool with it then, let’s fucking do this!

Take a chance, put all your money on red and ride with me.

Become part of this unconventional family.

Be

Property

Of

Parrish.

Now, it’s that time again.

Pick your poison and grab the tissues too.

I’ve got one more drinking game for you.

Take a shot when your heart bleeds for Ally.

Take two when Deuce makes you swoon.

Take three when the Satan’s Knights make you laugh.

Pause.

Hold onto that bottle—you’re going to need it.

When your heart pounds, when you want to throw the kindle and scratch my eyes out…

Take one final swig.

Strike the match and let the fire burn.

When it’s all over and you’ve laid your kindle to rest…

Breathe.

Then write your review.

As always thank you for choosing me—for giving me your faith and trusting in my words.

That’s all sorts of beautiful right there.

See you on the other side,

Janine