Writing Dirty: BTU Alumni Series Book #5 Read online

  BTU Alumni #5

  Writing Dirty

  BTU Alumni Series Book #5

  Alley Ciz

  Also by Alley Ciz

  BTU Alumni Series

  Power Play (Jake and Jordan)

  Tap Out (Gage and Rocky)

  Sweet Victory (Vince and Holly)

  Puck Performance (Jase and Melody)

  Writing Dirty (Maddey &…)

  BTU6- Coming 2021

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  U of J Series

  U of J 1- Coming September 2020

  U of J 2- Coming 2020

  U of J 3- Coming Soon 2020

  “I’ve always been her shelter in the storm.”

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  Hockey players.

  MMA fighters.

  Rock stars.

  The boys in blue.

  Even sexy SEALs have all offered to slay my dragon—or in my case, my stalker.

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  Why can’t they get it through their thick, stubborn heads that I can take care of myself?

  I’m no damsel!

  But...

  What if the real villain in this story is me?

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  Now the one person I’ve never been able to resist has appointed himself as my protector.

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  I don’t know what’s more at risk—my life or my heart.

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  WRITING DIRTY is an interconnected stand-alone of the BTU Alumni squad with scenes steamy enough to inspire this romance writing Covenette. This laugh out loud rom-com features a cast of characters who don't know how to stay in their lane, a heroine who refuses to be a damsel, and a hero determined to prove he can deliver one hell of a happily ever after.

  Writing Dirty (BTU Alumni, Book 5)

  Alley Ciz

  Copyright © 2020 by House of Crazy Publishing, LLC

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, medium and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

  Copyright © 2020 by House of Crazy Publishing, LLC

  All rights reserved.

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  Paperback ISBN: 978-1-950884-09-4

  Ebook ISBN: 978-1-950884-08-7

  Cover Designer: Julia Cabrera at Jersey Girl Designs

  Editing: Jessica Snyder Edits, C. Marie

  Proofreading: Gem’s Precise Proofreads; Dawn Black

  Created with Vellum

  For Buke,

  My own personal Trident. You are my faithful writing buddy…even when you use my leg as pillow and your snoring is so loud I can hear you over the music on my headphones.

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  And even though you don’t actually know how to read, you can brag about the fact you got a book dedication before your dad.

  Author Note

  Dear Reader,

  Writing Dirty can be read as a stand-alone but it is interconnected in the BTU Alumni world. You do not need to read Power Play, Tap Out, Sweet Victory, or Puck Performance first but they might help you keep track of the crazy cast of characters as large as The Coven and their guys.

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  Prepare yourself to hop aboard the crazy train that is Maddey’s brain.

  XOXO

  Alley

  Text Handles

  The Coven

  Maddey: QUEEN OF SMUT

  Jordan: MOTHER OF DRAGONS

  Skye: MAKES BOYS CRY

  Rocky: ALPHABET SOUP

  Becky: YOU KNOW YOU WANNA

  Gemma: PROTEIN PRINCESS

  Beth: THE OG PITA

  Holly: SANTA’S COOKIE SUPPLIER

  Melody: BROADWAY BABY

  Zoey: DANCING QUEEN

  Ella: FIDDLER ON THE ROOF

  (Honorary) Sammy: THE SPIN DOCTOR

  Playlist

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  “That’s How You Know”- Enchanted Soundtrack

  “Electricity”- Silk City, Dua Lipa, Diplo

  “Overprotective”- Britney Spears

  “Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo”- Verna Felton

  “Woman Like Me”- Little Mix

  “Circle Of Life”- The Lion King

  “Part Of Your World”- The Little Mermaid (Jodi Benson)

  “Go The Distance”- Hercules (BYU Vocal Point)

  “Let It Go”- Frozen (Idina Menzel)

  “Be Our Guest”- Descendants

  “Friend Like Me”- Aladdian Broadway

  “Everything You Want”- Vertical Horizon

  “Word Up!”- Little Mix

  “I’ll Make A Man Out Of You”- Mulan

  “A Whole New World”- Aladdin

  “Fixer Upper”- Frozen

  “One Kiss”- Calvin Harris, Dua Lipa

  “Kiss The Girl”- The Little Mermaid

  “Work It”- Missy Elliot

  “Hatef—k”- The Bravery

  “Blow Your Mind (Mwah)”- Dua Lipa

  “Shots”- LMFAO

  “Tequila”- The Champs

  “Move”- Little Mix

  “What I Need”- Hayley Kiyoko, Kehlani

  “Say My Name”- Destiny’s Child

  “Youngblood”- 5 Seconds of Summer

  “LoveGame”- Lady Gaga

  “Drinking Alone”- Carrie Underwood

  “Ruin The Friendship”- Demi Lovato

  “Liquid Dreams”- O-Town

  “I Put A Spell On You”- Annie Lennox

  “When You Wish Upon A Star”- Pinocchio

  “What A Man Gotta Do”- Jonas Brothers

  “Sexy Dirty Love”- Demi Lovato

  “Just Around The River Bend”- Pocahontas

  “Hakuna Matata”- The Lion King

  “How Far I’ll Go”- Moana

  “Tell Me You Love Me”- Demi Lovato

  “One Jump Ahead”- Aladdin

  “Every Breath You Take”- The Police

  “My Oh My”- Camilla Cello, DeBaby

  “Love Me Less”- MAX, Quinn XCII

  “Prince Ali”- Will Smith

  “The Bare Necessities”- The Jungle Book

  “Colors Of The Wind”- Tori Kelly

  “I’m On A Boat”- The Lonely Island

  “Cross Me”- Ed Sheehan, Chance the Rapper

  “Beauty and the Beast”-Ariana Grande, John Legend

  “A Girl Worth Fighting For”- Mulan

  “So This Is Love”- Cinderella

  “I Won’t Say I’m In Love”- Hercules

  “Pony”- Ginuwine

  “Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)”- Beyonce

  “A Dream Is Wish Your Heart Makes”- Jessie Ware

  “Can You Feel The Love Tonight”- Pentatonix

  Available on Spotify

  Contents

  BTU Alumni #5

  Also by Alley Ciz

  Blurb

  Author Note

  Text Handles

  Playlist

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapt er 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Chapter 49

  Chapter 50

  Chapter 51

  Chapter 52

  Chapter 53

  Chapter 54

  Chapter 55

  Chapter 56

  Chapter 57

  Epilogue 1

  Epilogue 2

  Randomness For My Readers

  Acknowledgments

  For A Good Time Call

  Also by Alley Ciz

  About the Author

  Chapter One

  “Don’t you dare think of stepping one foot inside this house in gray sweatpants, Ryan Donnelly.” I point an aggressive finger toward the glass sliders leading to the back deck, all while not looking up from the computer screen in front of me.

  “Don’t be like that, Madz.” Ryan pouts when I finally look. It’s not a look a twenty-seven-year-old man should be able to pull off, but with his Chris Evans good looks, he totally does.

  Not for the first time—perhaps for the millionth, for that matter—I curse my stupid heart for not being able to get its shit together and accept his proposal. Nooo, it had to stubbornly, stupidly insist on not being able to figure out how to love.

  Well, that’s not true. I love my family, my friends—Ryan included—and my dog, but I haven’t figured out what it actually means to be in love.

  Sure, the voices in my head can tell me how they feel. My characters pretty much craft all sorts of shouty-capitals-worthy happily-ever-afters in my books themselves.

  I’m constantly having to tell them to stay in their lane when it comes to whose story it is, but when I try to phone a friend with them, they’re all, New phone, who dis?

  “Don’t even try it, mister.” I wave my finger side to side, still not fully looking up. “You do and I’ll sic my attack dog on you.”

  Warmth leaves my lap as Trident, my yellow lab, lifts his head, knowing I’m talking about him. He may be able to teach a master class on being a well-behaved canine and can scare off any would-be attackers (aka the mailman and such) with his bark, but he’s a big ball of mush for Ryan and my other friends.

  He lazily lumbers to his feet and heads straight for Ryan, only further proving the point.

  The NHL golden boy bends down to love up on my fur child while actually following my orders and staying in the open doorway, the breeze from the ocean bringing in the comforting scent of salt and sea.

  “Who’s a good boy?” Ryan wraps both hands around Trident’s ears, scratching behind them. “You are, aren’t you, Tri? Yup, I know you are. You’re keeping your mommy company while she ignores her real friends for the ones in her head, huh?”

  My “attack dog” has a hind leg scratching in the air and is melting into an almost-hundred-pound puddle right there on the floor. Granted, I’m not super far behind as I watch the display. Why did I have to look up?

  No, Madz. The question you should be asking yourself is why aren’t you with this sweet, sweet man?

  Jiminy can be a real son of a bitch.

  Really…is it my fault I can’t get my heart to fall in line?

  “Can you please stop telling my dog lies? I’m not ignoring you guys. It’s only six in the morning—almost everyone is still sleeping.”

  Over the head of my blissed-out dog, blue eyes a few shades darker than my own find me. “Yes, but if you’re up at six AM, it means you’ve been up all night and will end up ignoring us to sleep.”

  Is it wrong that I kinda wanna hit him for being right?

  “Semantics.”

  The sound of joints popping as Ryan rises to stand fills the silence before he finally braves going against my orders and walks into the house. He lifts my feet from the chair they’re resting on, settling into the seat with them in his lap.

  “What are you doing up this early anyway?” I ask, reaching down to pet Trident as he retakes his spot at my side.

  “I came to pick up my running partner before I set off.”

  My gaze automatically falls to watch the way the muscles in his arm pop and flex as he stretches to run a hand down Trident’s back. My dog lets out a sigh, and I can’t blame him. I have firsthand knowledge of how good it feels to have that particular body part do the same to me.

  Stop that right now, Madz. You do not get to think those things anymore. You and Ryan are only friends now.

  God, I need sleep. It’s only when I’m overtired like this that I beat myself up over what at times I think are my bad life decisions. I really am fucked in the head.

  “You do realize it’s the offseason, right?”

  There are days I question if the word offseason is even in his vocabulary with the way he trains year-round. His work ethic rivals that of my brothers, and their lives depend on their physical fitness.

  Hmm…

  I saw Justin just last week and he’ll be down the shore again this weekend, but when was the last time I spoke to Tyler or Connor?

  Tyler is stateside right now, but it’s been a few days since he responded to the family group chat. I’ll bug him later.

  Connor’s team is currently deployed, so his additions to the chat are few and far between. I shoot off a quick email—since that is sometimes more reliable—asking when we can video-chat again. Hopefully the conversation will end on a better note than the last one.

  A girl gets herself an overzealous fan and everyone is all up in arms about it.

  I swear I’m too old to still be dealing with big brother overprotectiveness.

  They have a point, Madz.

  Oh, leave her alone, Jiminy.

  Yeah—the Die Hard Trilogy needs to take a chill pill.

  The metal of Trident’s collar tags jingles when he tilts his head at my growl.

  Bed.

  I need bed.

  “We’re not gonna bring the Cup back to Jersey without putting in the work,” Ryan says, answering my earlier question.

  I’m surprised my dog is the only one he’s enlisted to run with him. What about his teammates?

  “Jake and Chance are lucky I didn’t pull their asses out of bed.” It’s scary how well he can still read my thoughts.

  “I agree about Chance since you live in the same house, but I call bullshit on Jake.” He arches a brow at the mention of his brother-in-law. “There’s no way you would risk facing the wrath of your sister if you woke up any of her babies.”

  I don’t bring up the fact that it’s weird for a group of professional athletes—multi-millionaire athletes—to share a shore house together, even if it is a mansion. Those comments fall on deaf ears anyway. No use wasting trash talk on it.

  “You got that right. I would prefer not to be the victim of one of JD’s revenge plots, thank you very much.”

  “Plus, you run the risk of seeing her naked since she and Jake like to—”

  “Not cool, Madz. Not cool at all.” He is quick to cut me off before I can go on about his sister’s sex life. To rturing brothers is one of my favorite pastimes, one that is also enjoyed by some of my fellow Covenettes.

  Who are the Covenettes, you ask?

  Only the most awesome women in existence. It started with the original six—the founding members, if you will—but we’ve added to our ranks the last few years.

  “If you want, I can text her to see if it’s safe?” I reach for my phone only to have it snatched away.

  “No way. I don’t need to be the topic of a Coven Conversation this early.”

  I snort, like I do any time one of the guys uses the name they assigned to our group chat. I highly doubt Ryan’s brother Jase—Jordan’s twin—and his best friend Vince knew what they were getting into when they gave us our nickname in college. Too bad for them we’re the type of women to take the ball and run with it.

  Plus, those Coven Conversations are life. It is seriously the best thing to happen on my phone, and that’s saying a lot. Think about it; I write romance—can you imagine all the research I’ve conducted on it?