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There is a new player in the Naked City, and I want it all.
The money.
The casinos.
The power that so few can handle and even less deserve.
There are obstacles.
Rules of engagement that limit my action and shorten my reach.
But the fates have been shuffled and the cards now dealt.
It is time to begin.
One treacherous game. Seven reluctant players. Destiny will crown one.
And luck will destroy the others.
Let’s play.
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Think Devyn. What did you miss? What did you miss?
What...Did...You...Miss?
Nothing...I’ve missed...nothing. I force myself to go over the list again.
Players identified...check.
Dossiers on each player complete...check.
Strengths identified...check.
Weaknesses magnified...check.
Invitations constructed and ready to be sent...check, check, check.
I’ve put in the work. Constructed a flawless game that will end with my man at the top of the heap, and I swear to God should he fall I will raze this fucking city to the ground and every person in it will burn.
Deep breath Devyn. Deep...breath.
You’ve checked all boxes. Breathe easy.
What...Did...You...Miss?
Nothing...I’ve missed...nothing. I force myself to go over the list again.
Players identified...check.
Dossiers on each player complete...check.
Strengths identified...check.
Weaknesses magnified...check.
Invitations constructed and ready to be sent...check, check, check.
I’ve put in the work. Constructed a flawless game that will end with my man at the top of the heap, and I swear to God should he fall I will raze this fucking city to the ground and every person in it will burn.
Deep breath Devyn. Deep...breath.
You’ve checked all boxes. Breathe easy.
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M. Jay Granberry is first and foremost an insatiable reader.
Among her favorite things are classic fairy tales, smutty books where characters have heart, old lady sweaters (preferably chunky knit), gift baskets (giving not receiving), and charcuterie trays (green olives, smoked cheese, and Genoa salami).
She is a true Las Vegas native, the one in Nevada not New Mexico, and to answer the most frequently asked questions about growing up in Sin City…
Among her favorite things are classic fairy tales, smutty books where characters have heart, old lady sweaters (preferably chunky knit), gift baskets (giving not receiving), and charcuterie trays (green olives, smoked cheese, and Genoa salami).
She is a true Las Vegas native, the one in Nevada not New Mexico, and to answer the most frequently asked questions about growing up in Sin City…
- No, she doesn’t live in a hotel.
- No, she has never been a stripper although she does know some.
- Prostitution is absolutely illegal in Clark County (Las Vegas)!
M. Jay earned a degree in words and stories, and after fifteen plus years of doing everything other than writing, she penned her first novel.
Giving a voice to characters, that are strong yet fragile, that are sometimes uncomfortably real, that express love in dirtiest ways with the sweetest sentiments is honestly a dream come true.
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