When I won the annual Eagle Elite College Scholarship lottery, I was thrilled. After all, my grandma had just died and I wanted to take care of my aging grandpa — he couldn’t be a farmer in Wyoming forever. And graduating from Eagle Elite meant opportunity.
But I wasn’t counting on meeting Nixon.
Nor was I counting on the rules of the Elect.
1. Do not touch The Elect.
2. Do not look at The Elect.
3. Do not speak to The Elect.
And worst of all? Don’t discover the secret they hide, because in the end, you may just realize… it’s about you.
*This is a New Adult Book, blood, violence, cursing, sexual references, and drug use. Not recommended for those under 17.*
ELITE VIDEO TRAILER
Would you die for the one you love?
Nixon Abandonato made his choice. And now he has to pay the price. Tracey is the love of his life, but being with him has made her a target of his family’s enemies. The only way to keep Trace alive is convince the world she means nothing to him.
Trace Rooks has fallen irrevocably in love with the son of her family’s sworn rival, and she knows in her bones nothing can tear them apart. Until Nix suddenly pushes her away and into the arms of his best friend… But Trace isn’t ready to give up on a future with Nix–and if he won’t fight for them, she will.
In the end, a sacrifice must be made. A life for a life. For what better way to cover a multitude of sins than with the blood of a sinner . . .
ELECT VIDEO TRAILER
COMING MAY 13TH 2014
“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”
Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and mafia boss of the Abandanato family. Now that he’s been given a second chance to right a wrong–he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem? He’s not fully in possession of his heart, so when Mil De Lange, the girl who’s innocence he stole, and heir to the worst of the worst mafia families in the US, asks him for a favor. He actually says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.
Mil’s been in love with Chase as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, the love turned to hate, and now that he’s agreed to help her, she’s wondering if she made a fatal error. Because Chase isn’t a teenager anymore. He’s a hot blooded male, bent on owning every part of her body and soul, and willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.
It’s time for secrets to finally be revealed…but make no mistake, it’s going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.
You’ve never read a New Adult Mafia story like this before…loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in–No out.
J: Hey guys it’s really amazing having you here today… (Flushes a bit when Nixon and Chase smile… sigh…) It’s sort of a big deal for me I’m a major fan girl when it comes to you guys…
Chase: I love it when girls blush.
Nixon: reaches for Traces hand We’re happy to be here too.
J: So you guys ready for some tough questions?
Trace: Anything’s easier then being shot at so, yes!
J: Ok Nixon I am going to start with you… (*deep breath*) you know you are quite intimidating in person I can see why all the students follow you without question. But I want to ask you something. Is it all really an act? Sometimes I feel like when you are with Tracey your just a big teddy bear, with a heart of gold.
Nixon: You had to lead with that question hmm? A teddy bear with a heart of gold? Let me lay my cards out on the table for you, Jennifer. The only teddy bear I had when I was little had a stash of ammo in its stomach, so you tell me? Is it an act? Hell no. I mean, I’m not heartless, but I honestly don’t care what people think about me. Love or hate. It’s all the same. My only focus, my only goal is to keep my family safe and to make sure Tracey stays alive. That’s it. So if I come across a little—
Nixon: (rolls his eyes and laughs) Yeah, a little harsh, it’s only because I don’t have time to play games.
J: Don’t worry Tracey I will continue to believe he has a heart of gold… (winks at Tracey)
J: So we know that you and Tracey were friends as children, did you ever think that you would really see her again someday?
Nixon: I thought she died, and that’s the truth. My family led me to believe that she died right along with her parents. Now that I look back on it, it’s clear it was a total set up to keep her safe.
J: So in this book you had to do something truly heartbreaking to Tracey and the rest of your friends and family, to bring out the rat in the organization. Did you think that they would forgive you for doing what you had to do?
Nixon: (shifts uncomfortably) I didn’t expect anyone to forgive me. I went into it knowing that it was entirely possible that Trace, Chase, Mo—everyone would hate me for doing what I did, but at the end of the day, it’s not about me. I had to do what I had to do. I’d rather have them hate me forever—and be alive, then love me for a moment and die.
J: Did you ever think that the secrets that were being buried were as deep as they were? I mean there were some seriously huge things that were being kept from you all…
Nixon: No. And I still have a hard time believing it, but I think in my heart I always knew something didn’t add up. (Looks to Chase)
J: If your father or at least the man you thought was your father was still alive what would you say to him right now?
Nixon: Say? (Nixon snorts) Honey, I wouldn’t say a damn word. I’d just send him back to the hell hole he crawled out of—feel me?
J: Ok since we are on this subject (*turns to Chase*) Chase, I’m wondering how you feel about all that happened and the secrets that were revealed. Did you ever think for one minute that your father wasn’t who you thought he was?
Chase: (sighs) I hoped. I mean when you don’t get along with your family and when you think you’re a constant disappointment, I think its normal to fantasize about the idea that you don’t fit in because you aren’t actually blood. In the end, the other option, was just as awful, but at least now I know the truth.
J: Chase I want to stick with you a minute. It was obvious from the first book in this series that you had feelings for Tracey. When Nixon was presumed dead did you ever think that you were still betraying his memory by going after what you wanted?
Chase: No. I mean how was I supposed to know he did what he did? I tried to stay away—I really did but the pull was too strong and at the end of the day I was too damn exhausted—too tired of pretending. A life in the mafia is short lived—and I refused to waste a moment when I knew it could very well be me that was next.
J: I want to know if you had it to do over again would you have changed anything you did?
Chase: No. And I’m not ashamed to say that in front of both of them either. I’d do it again, and again, and again. I’d probably lie to myself and say that I’d be stronger the second time around—but I’d fail. I love—I mean loved her. And I would have taken care of her if it came to that.
J: Now that Nixon is back are things still strained between all of you?
Reply: Yeah. A bit. I mean…I’m trying. We’re all trying, but it’s hard, especially with my upcoming…situation. I made a promise to a friend and I intend to keep that promise.
J: Chase if your father or at least the man you thought was your father were alive what would you say to him now?
Chase: I don’t think its appropriate for you to print.
J: So I will ask a difficult one… How are things with you, at the end we were left with a pretty stunning revelation and I wonder what made you say yes? Did it have to do with Nixon being back and knowing you couldn’t have what you wanted?
Chase: Insanity. NO I take that back, drunken insanity. I think I was too shocked to say no. And there may have been a bit of desperation in there too. I mean, you all know me, I’m the type to fall on my own sword repeatedly. So I guess that’s it—I finally wanted to do something for someone else. I wanted to choose the girl—rather than me.
J: Tracey, I cannot imagine the emotional roller coaster you have been on. From the very beginning I did admire you for not taking Nixon’s crap… (*smiles at Tracey*) Your inability to follow his demands was kind of funny. Did you get a kick out of irritating him?
Tracey: (Smiles back) Did? Past tense? I still get a kick out of irritating him. I think he loves me more for it, I’m unpredictable.
Nixon: (snorts) Right, because I don’t get enough surprises in my life already…
J: In this last book you went through some pretty rough things. Have you forgiven Nixon for doing what he did?
Tracey: I love him, but it’s going to take time. You can’t just recover from something like that, you know?
J: There was one particular part of this story that literally blew my mind. Phoenix. (*grumbles*) In the end I really felt like he redeemed himself of the wrong that he did. I was pretty certain that Nixon would kill him (*looks to Nixon*) but in the end he was an ally, how did that make you feel Tracey?
Tracey: To be honest, a bit confused. I don’t want to talk bad about him especially what he did, but in the end its kind of like he saved us all. And for that, I’m thankful. I just hope…I hope he knows that now. I hope he knows that I’m not still angry.
J: When you thought that Nixon was dead, did you ever feel regret for starting something with Chase? We know that you love him but was it more because he was comfortable and there for support or did you really see a future with him?
Tracey: (looks down at the ground)
Nixon: It’s okay you can answer.
Chase: I can leave if that makes it easier…
Tracey: No, it’s fine. I Just…wow, having them both here, it’s hard. Chase is my best friend, he’s everything, I can’t imagine my life without him, but it’s always been Nixon. I clung to Chase because he was all I had left—but it wasn’t fair of me to do that, especially knowing that I was trying to replace what I’d lost.
J: Phew! Are you guys holding up ok? Am I being too tough on you?
Chase: I had a shot before I came so we’re good.
Nixon: Just another day in the life…(winks)
Trace: I may need some of Chase’s shot later..(Said in a shaky voice)
J: Nixon I wonder now that you are back and things are going back to normal, is Tracey still technically forbidden? We now know the truth and I wonder if there is a truce now between the families?
Nixon: Truce. (laughs) I don’t think we actually use that word…its more of an understanding. Things are still a bit shaky, especially now that we have a family without a boss. The next few weeks are going to be interesting.
J: You guys are still young but I wonder where you think things will go, do you think that you will one day marry? (*looks Nixon in the eyes*)
Nixon: I’d do anything to make her happy.
Chase: How’s that for evasiveness?
Trace: Love you, Nixon.
J: Ok I think I have tortured you all enough today (*smiles warmly at them*) I have one last question that I like to as of all my interviewees. Tell me the one thing that nobody knows about you.
Nixon: I hate, and I do mean HATE the color yellow.
Chase: Upon discovering Nixon’s new found hatred—I bought a yellow hat. I wear it daily. It reminds me of sunshine, oh and I love anchovies.
Tracey: (laughs) I still don’t remember much about my childhood, it’s why I keep Grandma’s diary with me, I’m hoping to make it into a book soon, you know, to honor her.
J: Well that’s all I have do you guys have anything to add?
Chase: That was rough.
Nixon: Thanks, and check back with us after thing settle down, maybe you’ll get the answer to more of your questions regarding…matrimony.
J: Thank you so much for joining me today it really did mean a lot to have you all here. Maybe we can talk again (*stares at Chase*) after we see where your story leads next…
Chase: (laughs) well I can tell you this—it’s going to be…interesting to say the least. Maybe I’ll get a happy ending too…you never know?
Well that’s all we have from the Eagle Elite Gang! Thanks for joining us!
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at www.rachelvandykenauthor.com