The World Needs An Antihero.

BLOOD BROTHERS | A Novella | Austin Conrad Thriller #1

A hardened criminal. A gut-wrenching revelation. Loyalty, brotherhood, and honor will be tested to the breaking point.

A decorated war hero turned jaded enforcer for a ruthless outlaw motorcycle club, Austin Conrad is a man with a checkered past and a conflicted conscience.  Now, the honor he once had is jolted back to the surface with a devastating discovery about the club that was his home, and the men he called his brothers. Can this hardened criminal look the other way, or will honor drive a wedge between him and the brotherhood that embraced him?

Ride into the gritty, criminal underworld that runs beneath the surface of Southern California’s glamorous facade. A fast-paced novella, Blood Brothers is the gripping introduction to Dusty Sharp’s action-packed Austin Conrad thriller series.  Download it today and find out why readers are hailing Austin Conrad as “Jack Reacher meets Sons of Anarchy!”

Warning: contains violence, profanity and irreverence, in equal measure.

Once again Dusty Sharp paints pictures with his words. The settings were so vivid I could feel the heat of the desert and the grit in my hair as I rode along with Austin Conrad.

—Mr. T. J. Eyre

Where to Buy Blood Brothers — EBOOK

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Where to Buy Blood Brothers — AUDIOBOOK

The Blood Brothers audiobook was narrated by the talented Craig A. Hart.  You might recognize Craig as an author of his own books, including the excellent Shelby Alexander Thriller Series.  I was honored to have Craig narrate my books because not only does he have the perfect voice to bring these stories to life, but he has the insight of being an author himself, in knowing how to tell a story.  Like with my Ebooks, I believe in wide distribution, so that my audiobooks are available to as many listeners as possible.  Click a button below to go to Blood Brothers at your audiobook seller of choice:

Where to Buy Blood Brothers — PAPERBACK

Beautifully printed 5″ X 8″ paperback copies of Blood Brothers are available directly from the author, signed by yours truly.  With all signed paperbacks, I also throw in one of the killer looking Rattlers MC decals to decorate your scooter, toolbox or beer fridge.  Click through to my shop page to order, and request a custom dedication.

Blood Brothers paperback copies are also available directly from Amazon at an affordable price (these are not signed, and do not include the complimentary decal).  Click the buttons below to buy Blood Brothers paperbacks from your country’s Amazon web store:

Praise for Blood Brothers

I’ve been blessed and humbled by the positive response to Blood Brothers!  The last time I checked, the book has 71 reviews on the U.S. Amazon store, with over 50 of them 5-stars, with a 4.6-star average.  Here are a few of those:

“I really enjoyed it.  I am not really into biker books but I decided to give it a try and am glad I did.  It starts out slow but it draws you in and you keep turning the pages!”

—Patricia Love

The author has impressive narrative skills that draw the reader in. Solid characters inhabit the story, just as you would expect them to be; fully believable, an underbelly of society. This is a novel in which there is never a dull moment.

—Robert Krueger

This is an amazing book. Austin is in a motorcycle club that does some pretty bad things, but he feels like they are crossing a line they shouldn’t. I love Austin, he is a bad ass, and am looking forward to read more of his adventures. You will get hooked from the first page and not want the story to end.

—Patty U.

Amazing how a good author can paint at pictures with words that put you there. You can feel the soil crunch under your boots, the tension in your body.

—Steve S.

Once again Dusty Sharp paints pictures with his words. The settings were so vivid I could feel the heat of the desert and the grit in my hair as I rode along with Austin Conrad.

—Mr. T. J. Eyre

“I really enjoyed reading this novella.  The story is very well crafted, well developed characters and an interesting plot.  For the life of me I can’t figure out why Mr. Sharp hadn’t started writing sooner.  He writes like a pro.”

—Ron Spunt

I admit that I am biased in favor of everything motorcycle, but Dusty Sharp has written such an authentic story that you can almost taste the cigars that our hero smokes and feel the dust on your face. Can’t wait to start the next book.

—Richard D. Ellis

Great plot, great balanced characters, (good ones bad ones stuff), and a story told very well. So don’t wait…get Blood Brothers and see what all the fuss is about and really get to enjoy a GREAT read..”

—Suzanne

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BLOOD Brothers Sample Chapter

Below is a sample chapter from Blood Brothers.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The 601 Posse was a small, tight-knit group of Rattlers close to the president—they were all hand-picked by him. 601 stood for “six feet under, zero witnesses, one problem solved.” It was sort of the club’s elite group of problem solvers. Only a few men were part of it—the rank and file of the club didn’t even know what the 601 patches meant that a few of the guys wore.

Tillman had created it shortly after he became president back in the 80’s. My old man must have been one, there’s a 601 patch on his old vest that still hangs in the closet of my Riverside house. But there were only five current members that I could think of. Tillman, of course. And Sunny. A wild-eyed ex-con named Travis Bishop. And olive-skinned Tony Battaglia, who everyone called The Wop. He seemed to embrace the racial slur. That’s four.

I looked down at the 601 patch sewn to the left breast of my own vest. Yeah, I was also a member.

Tillman had selected me for the Posse a few years after I earned my Rattlers patches. I’d done a few things for the club by then. Things I ain’t proud of, that I’d rather not talk about right now. Maybe another time. But let’s just say my military training came in handy, and I’d started to earn my reputation as someone who could Get Shit Done.

“It’s your destiny,” Tillman told me the day he came over to the house with a bottle of Beam and that god damned patch. We sat on my porch and drank that bottle of bourbon while he told me how much he had loved my old man, and how broken up he had been over his death. “Wayne was taken too soon,” he’d said, and went on to tell me how I could continue his legacy in the club. 601 was just a tough name he’d given to his hand-picked group of fixers. “Task-masters,” he’d called them. Brothers who could be trusted with the club’s biggest secrets, take on the most important tasks, keep everyone in line.

When we were both drunk on Jim Beam, Tillman had pulled out his knife and led me through his little initiation ceremony. He made a shallow cut on each of our right palms until the blood ran, and then he grabbed my palm in his and cupped the back of my neck with his other hand, pulling my face toward his like two lovers. He looked at me with his bloodshot eyes, the liquor strong on his breath, and slurred the words as he said “all Rattlers are brothers, son. But the 601 are blood brothers.”
I’ve worn that fucking patch every day since.

Of course I strutted around like the cock of the walk after that, thinking my shit smelled just a bit sweeter than most. Nobody in the Posse talked about it to the rank and file—that was part of our creed. If anyone ever asked what the “601” patch stood for we were just supposed to say it was sort of like a merit badge the boss had given a few of us for loyalty, favors and such. But our real purpose was as serious as a heart attack. “Fixing” problems meant simply removing them. And yeah, I took part in it, enthusiastically at first. I was actually a star member, of sorts. Better at the job than most. I was proficient and reliable. And it provided an outlet for the angst I’d carried with me out of the Army and hadn’t been able to shake in the few years since. In a way, operating as 601 wasn’t much different than what I’d been doing for Uncle Sam. Stalking a target through the streets of San Bernardino or the mountains around Big Bear wasn’t so different from doing the same thing in Kabul or the high country of the Hindu Kush. A target was a target.

Besides, anyone who ever came into our sights was “in the life.” When you’re a crook, running afoul of another crook is just part of doing business.

But over the years the group sort of morphed from the Rattler’s secret band of problem solvers, into Tillman’s personal hit squad. More and more we were being used to settle his own scores, to carry out his own projects. That’s what started opening my eyes to Tillman, the Rattlers, the whole damned mess. It didn’t come to me as quickly and profoundly as the “awakening” I’d had in that cave in Tora Bora. It took longer to fester, this time. But in the end, it smelled the same. The rot of corruption and abused authority.

My finger still hovered over the “enter” key. The cursor on the screen blinked after the letters “601posse”. Yeah, that was it. It had to be.

I pressed the key.

 

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I live in Southern California with my wife, Stephanie, and four English Mastiffs. I enjoy exploring the back-country of the desert southwest and tinkering on our old Ford Broncos. I prefer good cigars, better food, and great beer. I’ve had a lifelong interest in the history of California and the west, and I’m a proud brother of E Clampus Vitus, Billy Holcomb Chapter. My professional background is in marketing, having worked for many years in the RV and automotive aftermarket industries.  The Austin Conrad thrillers are my first published works of fiction.  I hope you enjoy them!

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THE AUSTIN CONRAD THRILLER SERIES

BLOOD BROTHERS

A hardened criminal. A gut-wrenching revelation. Loyalty, brotherhood, and honor will be tested to the breaking point.

NO TIME TO BLEED

A lone biker on the open road. A crew of murderous thugs in hot pursuit. The hunters become the hunted along a lonely stretch of desert asphalt.

BLOOD OUT

An ex-outlaw biker on the run. A motorcycle club in turmoil. A past that haunts them all.