Fast Lane by Jennis Slaughter

Fast cars, fast women...and a romance for all time

Fast lane

In the male dominated sport of Formula 1 racing, Samantha ‘Sam’ Dupree is struggling to make her mark against the boys. She hears about a driver who is making a name for herself in NASCAR and goes to check her out.  Little does she know that she’s in for the race of her heart.

Addison McCloud wants nothing more than to drive.  She doesn’t care about fame or fortune; she just wants to be fast enough to get herself and her family away from her abusive father.  Meeting Sam changes her world and revs her life into overdrive.

When the two women meet, sparks fly like the race cars that they drive.  Will they be able to steer their relationship into something more and win the race, or will their families make them crash and burn?  The boys of Formula 1 are going to learn that Southern girls are a force to be reckoned with. 

Genre: FICTION / Action & Adventure

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Lesbian

Language: English

Keywords: Formula One Racing, Women Racers, Intrigue, Mystery, Romance, Erotic

Word Count: 149395

Sales info:

Very popular book

Sample text:


A shrill ringing filled the run-of-the-mill hotel room with a horrid noise. A tan hand reached out from the under the covers as if to shut off an alarm clock that wasn’t there. It only succeeded in knocking over a bottle of Vitamin Water. Groaning, the individual sat up slowly, rubbing her face before yawning and picking up the phone to answer.

“Hello?” the roused sleeper asked.

“Good morning, Addison. It’s nearly seven am, time to rise and shine. Let’s get in a good work out before your time trials at eleven today,” came a rather chipper voice.

“Dad...” Addison tried to reason with her father.

“No buts, ifs, or anything like that, Addison. It’s time to get up, so ‘up and at ‘em!’” Her father hung up a second later, leaving the young twenty-two-year old NASCAR driver to stare down at the handset before replacing it in the cradle.

“Come on Deuce...” Addison yawned for the third time since waking up as she called out to her Rottweiler who was sleeping on the opposite side of the bed. Addison McCloud shuffled over to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face before looking at her reflection. Stormy gray eyes, disheveled bronze hair with subtle waves that fell just past her shoulders, and a sleepy smile greeted her.

She had just enough time to get dressed, clip Deuce’s leash on and grab the dog’s pack before her father was knocking at her door. James McCloud smiled down as his daughter, even though it was a rather strict smile. “Time to go running Addison, it’s good for you.”

“I know I know...what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” came the mumbling reply as the shut the hotel room door behind her.

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