News — Aliyah Burke

Handling the Perks D.A.R.K, Inc, Book Three Copyright © 2018 by Aliyah Burke   Chapter One Rhodi hopped out of his jeep and strode across the parking lot toward the front door to the new facility that was housing the headquarters of D.A.R.K., Inc. warm Montana sun streamed down on him from the cloudless sky. The two-story building fit the needs perfectly. Individual offices for him and each of his brothers. All four had joined and created this. At him, Derek, Kristopher, and himself—Rhodi. Opening the door, he waved at the woman behind the counter. “Good morning, Mr. Wilder.” “Emma...

Breaking All the Rules by Aliyah Burke   DANGRIGA, BELIZE “We’ll see you in a week then, Ms. Lamar.” “Yessir. And thank you again, Mr. Wilder.” He chuckled. “We’ll be working closely together, please, call me Adam.” “How about I think about it and let you know?” “I’ll take it. Enjoy the rest of your vacation.” The call disconnected. Alyse Lamar had every intention of doing so. She pocketed her phone with a soft yet emphatic, “Yes!” She had gone in for this job three months ago. After meeting with a company man named Rhodi, being interviewed, and making it...

Code Name: Sleeper Copyright © 2018 by Aliyah Burke   Chapter One   Remote Super Max Prison   Michael Whyte spit out the blood pooling in his mouth. Another day, another fight. They always came at some point during the day. Staring at his reflection, he touched the fading bruise on his cheekbone, put there courtesy of one pissed off Hawaiian-Samoan male. He moved his fingertips to the new one around his left eye—that was from a pissed off Aryan nation jackass. Not that they were anything but pissed off ninety-eight percent of the time. “Whyte!” Sending another line of...

One Cold Night Copyright © 2018 by Aliyah Burke   Chapter One   Leena shivered and burrowed her hands further into the oversized men’s jacket, ducking her head further below the upturned collar. The snow whipped around her, biting exposed skin with a hungry ferocity. “Come on, Argo,” she muttered. “Unlike you, I don’t relish being out here.” Like he could see her—or respond in words, she shrugged. “Not at night anyway. Especially at a rest area.” The winds carried his deep bark to her and her shoulders sagged. I know what that means. There would be no return trip...

Hi all!  This is Kellie, owner of TEP. A few nights ago, I had the chance to catch up with one of my favorite people, Aliyah Burke.  We used to live close to one another and we’d get together once a month for a lunch that would last four or five hours – literally.  I’m sure the staff at the Olive Garden thought we were weirdos.  We’d get there at 11 AM when the doors opened, and we’d leave just before we might get stuck in rush hour traffic – 3 or 4 PM. (If you ever hear her talking...