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Strike Three
As the cockiest power hitter in the league, I ran my mouth to the media.
I was on top of the world, and nothing would stop me from reaching my goal.
Staring at the sea of reporters crowded around me, I soaked in the attention, allowing it to feed my ego until the prideful monster took hold.
I was on top of the world, and nothing would stop me from reaching my goal.
Staring at the sea of reporters crowded around me, I soaked in the attention, allowing it to feed my ego until the prideful monster took hold.
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First published March 27, 2024
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Kaylee Rose
21 books255 followersKaylee Rose is a mother, sports fan, and contemporary romance author looking to stretch her creative muscles and explore other genres as well.
Inspired by her husband's career in law enforcement, and her passion for the written word, Kaylee began to pen her novels as an escape from the rigors of everyday life. She admits teaching herself the craft of writing has been a tough, but wonderful journey, and is just the creative outlet that she needs. Writing time is her time, and she protects the hard-won moments fiercely.
Kaylee’s series The Weight of the Badge was written after she attended required law enforcement classes with her husband. The seminars focused on the stress a first responder faces daily, how it affects their lives both on and off the job, and the continually growing number of law enforcement suicides. With her books and her experience married to a law enforcement officer, Kaylee found herself armed with the perfect platform to use her voice and subtly spread the statistics others may not know. Kaylee Rose is passionate about sharing sexy stories with an important message mixed in.
Kaylee’s husband is her biggest supporter, believing in her even when she can not, and writing love stories comes naturally to her after falling in love with him at first sight.
Follow Kaylee Rose on www.authorkayleerose.com to stay up to date with her work.
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Inspired by her husband's career in law enforcement, and her passion for the written word, Kaylee began to pen her novels as an escape from the rigors of everyday life. She admits teaching herself the craft of writing has been a tough, but wonderful journey, and is just the creative outlet that she needs. Writing time is her time, and she protects the hard-won moments fiercely.
Kaylee’s series The Weight of the Badge was written after she attended required law enforcement classes with her husband. The seminars focused on the stress a first responder faces daily, how it affects their lives both on and off the job, and the continually growing number of law enforcement suicides. With her books and her experience married to a law enforcement officer, Kaylee found herself armed with the perfect platform to use her voice and subtly spread the statistics others may not know. Kaylee Rose is passionate about sharing sexy stories with an important message mixed in.
Kaylee’s husband is her biggest supporter, believing in her even when she can not, and writing love stories comes naturally to her after falling in love with him at first sight.
Follow Kaylee Rose on www.authorkayleerose.com to stay up to date with her work.
other social media links
FOLLOW KAYLEE ROSE
☛Facebook Author Page
https://www.facebook.com/KayleeRoseAu...
☛Kaylee's Heart & Soul reader group
https://www.facebook.com/groups/50818...
☛Newsletter
https://mailchi.mp/6e115a64525e/57tqq...
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November 10, 2025Coming into the Division Series, I was confident my team and I would destroy Vegas Venom with little effort. A clean sweep to win the pennant will give us plenty of time to prepare for the World Series, the game I’ve been waiting my whole life to play. I could practically see the blue nylon flag whipping in the wind as they raised it for the first time at the new stadium we’ll occupy next season in downtown Denver, Colorado. The odds makers gave Vegas Venom, the newest franchise in professional baseball, zero chance in hell of beating us.
One sportscaster said, “With the home run leader, Chris Tucker, and the number of All-Star veteran players on Colorado’s team, they’ll decimate the ragtag mix of rookies and washed-up players Venom’s has on its lineup card.”
Damn straight
For the first time in Colorado’s history, we were the favorites. I was on top of the world. Nothing would stop me from reaching my goal: a World Series Championship Ring. The MVP trophy I was a shoo-in for would be icing on the cake.
As the cockiest power hitter in the league, I naturally ran my mouth to the media. Staring at the sea of reporters crowded around me, I basked in the glory, soaking up the attention, allowing it to feed my ego until the prideful monster took hold.
Chest puffed out, I braced my arms on the flimsy wooden podium stacked with microphones. Following in the footsteps of The Great Bambino, Babe Ruth, I pointed to the outfield and called my shot.
“Not only will we beat Venom in four straight games, but you can count on us to open next season with exclusive tours to view our World Series trophy.”
One sportscaster said, “With the home run leader, Chris Tucker, and the number of All-Star veteran players on Colorado’s team, they’ll decimate the ragtag mix of rookies and washed-up players Venom’s has on its lineup card.”
Damn straight
For the first time in Colorado’s history, we were the favorites. I was on top of the world. Nothing would stop me from reaching my goal: a World Series Championship Ring. The MVP trophy I was a shoo-in for would be icing on the cake.
As the cockiest power hitter in the league, I naturally ran my mouth to the media. Staring at the sea of reporters crowded around me, I basked in the glory, soaking up the attention, allowing it to feed my ego until the prideful monster took hold.
Chest puffed out, I braced my arms on the flimsy wooden podium stacked with microphones. Following in the footsteps of The Great Bambino, Babe Ruth, I pointed to the outfield and called my shot.
“Not only will we beat Venom in four straight games, but you can count on us to open next season with exclusive tours to view our World Series trophy.”
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