Rip Cord: The Ever After by Jeanne St. James
Dare to Surrender

The Dare Menage Series, Book 5

Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Interracial Menage, m/m/f

Length: Novel

This book can be read as a standalone

One woman, two men, a fierce attraction and a danger that could destroy them all...


Olivia Holloway’s life has never been easy. On her own at sixteen, she’s fought to survive ever since. When she finds herself in a dangerous situation that even she can’t handle, she has to break down and ask for help. She reluctantly seeks it by showing up at her estranged brother’s law firm. However, it’s not her brother, Trey, who steps in, it’s the firm’s private investigator, Elliot Stone and his husband, Grant Lane. They agree to hide her at their home to keep her safe after she witnesses a powerful Senator commit murder.

Together for a decade, Eli and Grant’s marriage is solid and they’re still deeply in love. But when Olivia shows up at the firm they both work at, Eli feels a pull toward the woman he can’t deny. Only now he needs to convince his husband that bringing her into their relationship will not destroy what they have but only enhance it. However, will Grant agree?

And will the trouble that’s following Olivia put them all at risk?


Note: This book in the series can be read as stand-alone. It includes an HEA ending. It is intended for audiences over 18 years of age since it includes MMF scenes between all three characters.





Olivia could hear nothing but the pounding of her heart in her ears. She stared at the large gold letters on the wall above the reception desk... Ward, Jordan, & Holloway.

The receptionist’s lips were moving but Liv had no idea what the woman said.

She needed to turn and hightail it out of there before she got caught. This was a bad idea. One of way too many she’d made in her life.

Her stomach churned, and her mouth felt like it was packed full of cotton.

She closed her eyes for a moment, as a wave of panic washed up and over her. She could fix this herself. She’d been surviving on her own most of her life.

She never needed anyone to save her, and she didn’t now.


She stiffened when she felt something, or someone, large and very warm at her back. She shook her head in an attempt to clear it and finally heard, “Are you okay?”

So, unless the receptionist had a deep, masculine voice, it wasn’t a woman. A shiver ran down her spine.

When a large dark hand landed on her arm, she could only stare at it. She blinked. Why was this person touching her?

Then fingers wrapped around her chin, lifting her face and her gaze. She stared into very, very dark eyes. Eyes full of concern and... something else.

She wasn’t used to the concern. That look seemed foreign to her. And the other? She had no clue why he would look at her like that.

“What?” she whispered, almost as if trapped in a fog.

“Are you okay?” The man snapped into motion, leading her over to a nearby chair and pushing her gently into it. “Cassie, grab a bottle of water.”

From the corner of her eye, she saw the receptionist move at a hurried pace.

“Are you okay?”

Why did he keep asking her that?

“Yes,” she murmured, her tongue thick.

“Are you here to see someone in particular?”

Liv watched his dark lips move. They were full and looked nice. And his teeth were really white. Nice people had nice lips, nice voices, and nice teeth.

Why did she care if he was nice?


“Who? Who do you have an appointment with?”

Liv shook her head slowly. “I don’t.”

“Then who are you here to see?”

She sucked in a shaky breath. “Trey.”

“Trey,” he echoed softly.

“Yes, Trey Holloway.”

He tilted his head, his gaze searching her face. “Does he know you?”

What a weird question. “I hope so. He’s my brother.”


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