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‘SAINT’ by Chantal Fernando; BONUS! A day in the life

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Knights of Fury (Book 1)
Carina Press
Chantal Fernando
Genre: Contemporary | Romance

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From the New York Times bestselling author of the Wind Dragons and Cursed Ravens MC series comes sinners, saints and secrets…

*Dear Skylar,

Five years. That’s a long time to go without talking to somebody, especially someone who was such a huge part of your life…*

A letter from my first kiss and my childhood everything…from prison.

He may be nicknamed Saint, but this sweet, sexy biker most definitely has a wild streak. Hearing from him draws me right back into the Knights of Fury motorcycle club—the people I’ll always think of as family.

He’s still the only man I’ve ever wanted.

Each good, old-fashioned letter from my “prison pen pal” has my heart racing. Which is nothing compared to how I feel when Saint surprises me in person, as a free man.

I was just a kid the last time we saw each other, but the connection between us now is anything but innocent.

He’s the type of man who would do anything to protect his woman. And with my world crashing down around me, that’s exactly what I’m going to need.

This book is approximately 67,000 words

Please note: This book is part of the Knights of Fury MC series but can be read as a stand-alone.

One-click with confidence. This title is part of the Carina Press Romance Promise*: all the romance you’re looking for with an HEA/HFN. It’s a promise!*


Age 15

[Saint’s] so much taller than my five foot five, and I have to look up to see his face. Blue eyes watch me. He’s always watching. There’s something about him, about the way he looks at me, like he can see into my soul. It’s intense, and almost a little too intense. I wonder if he looks at everyone this way, if maybe it’s just who he is. I look away, like I always do, and take a step back.

“I’m fine. How about you? How did your exams go?” he asks, now leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed against his broad chest. With his shoulder-length dark hair, olive skin and those piercing baby blues, it’s no wonder he has so many girls after him. I’ve seen it with my own eyes, once when he took me to the mall, and any time we have a family-friendly party at the clubhouse that I’m allowed to attend. Like a moth to a flame, if Saint is around, he has women around him.

I hate it.

If jealously is that burn in your chest and that feeling of dread in your stomach, then yeah, I’ve got that. I don’t say anything, though. I mean, I can’t. Nothing has happened between us, and I’m a child compared to him. He probably doesn’t even look at me like that; I’m sure my dad would kill him even if he did. I really hope he doesn’t see me as a younger sister, though, because I already have more than enough older brothers than I can handle.

“I aced them,” I reply with a wide, smug smile.

“Well done,” he compliments, a grin playing on his full lips. “I’m sure it has nothing to do with the new phone Hammer promised you if you passed them all.”

“Nothing at all,” I reply with a straight face. “You know, it won’t be long until I’m finished with school,” I remind him, shifting on my feet. Before I know it, I’ll be eighteen too. I wonder if that will make any difference to him. I sure as hell hope so. Maybe he will start seeing me in a different light. A girl can dream.

Copyright © 2019 by Chantal Fernando


New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Chantal Fernando is twenty six years old and lives in Western Australia.

Her published novels include four books in the Resisting Love series – Chase, Kade, Ryder and James; the New York Times Bestselling novel Maybe This Time and its follow up, This Time Around. Her latest releases include Toxic Girl, Saxon, and a USA bestselling biker romance novel Dragon’s Lair.

When not reading, writing or daydreaming she can be found enjoying life with her three sons and family.

Chantal Fernando Links

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A day in the life of Chantal Fernando

Being a sole parent of three boys aged thirteen, eleven and six, my day to day life can get hectic. I need to balance my kids along with writing and the admin side of being an author, as well as cleaning, cooking, my three dogs, and everything that comes with all of those things. My day starts with getting the kids ready and off to school. I love being a mother, and I cherish these moments, because I know how soon they are going to be over. I’ve found a recent hobby in becoming a lunch box mum (I even have my own lunch box insta page to showcase my creations haha)

After the boys are gone I clean my house, because I can’t write if there is a mess.  Once it’s to my satisfaction, I will sit down and reply to emails and messages from readers, and whoever else is trying to contact me, and keep up with the admin side of things, before spending the rest of the day writing, lost in my own words. I set myself a daily word count, and if I don’t meet it by the time school is over, I make sure I get the rest of the words I need later that night. If I happen to have a writing block, I will walk my dogs, or take a break doing a different activity and return to the document with a fresh perspective.

After school is usually spent surrounded by soccer, street acro and whatever other activities the boys are participating in, homework, dinner and family time. After the kids settle in for bed, I will have some me time, either to write some more or watch a movie.

It’s hard to find balance in my life, because some days I want to spend it all day writing in bed, and others I want to be outside doing something fun with friends and family, but I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.

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