Synopsis:
A life
of darkness only pays while the sun stays hidden.
The shadows of the past follow me no matter
where I turn. Mistakes I thought were long dead and gone seem to nip at my
heels and tear at my soul.
I’m not a good man. Not worthy of redemption.
As President of the Lost Breed MC, I fight,
f*ck and take what’s mine. But everything changed in the blink of an eye, and
now I got a kid, my brother’s kid. The teenage bastard is just like me. And
he’s gone missing.
My only hope is that the pretty cop down at
the station is willing to help a criminal like me out. My focus should be on
the kid, but I can’t stop thinking about owning her, marking her, making her
mine. She thinks she’s going to be able to resist me forever. She’s wrong.
I’m
driven mad with the desire to gain her affection, to be the one that wakes her
up in the dead of night to take advantage of her softness and remind her who’s
King.
But what cost would the reaper require to give
me such bliss? And am I willing to pay it?
You bet your ass I am.
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Excerpt:
Ryder
"You're almost
late." Axel glanced up from his bent over position beside a new car we
were working on.
"Almost isn't
late." I walked past him toward the office. "Move before you fuck the
project up. Your part is done. It's my turn to do the touch ups and such."
"You're
right."
"On both
accounts." I ran my fingers through my hair and winked at Ellie, one of
the girls that worked in the shop. She was a better grease monkey than most of
the boys. If Axel weren’t hiding a hard-on for the pretty thing, I'd have
already laid her out and made her scream my name a few times.
"What shit are
you already starting this morning, Moretti?" She glanced up from the pile
of paperwork Axel had scattered across his desk.
"Just making
sure everyone knows their place." I reached for the schedule and ran my
finger down the long list of jobs we had to get through. "Who's coming in
today for pick up."
"Nancy Morgan is
due in around nine this morning for her Cadi." She gave me a quirky smile.
"What?" I
stood up straight and lifted my eyebrow. "Got something to say?"
"Yeah, but maybe
I should moan it, so you'd understand it better." She laughed and turned
her back to me. "You know Axel would be pissed if he knew you were fucking
the customers."
"Would he?"
I dropped the schedule back on the desk and walked to the door. "Let Miss
Morgan know that she needs to see me to get her keys." I grabbed her keys
off the rack by the door and walked out. She was a rich bitch with a horrible
laugh, but she could suck a dick like nobody’s business. I was more than happy
to give her a little bit of practice.
"Fuck."
Axel walked around a Mustang we had jacked up four feet into the air.
"What's
up?" I slipped the keys in my pocket and gave my closest friend my
attention.
"Ellie keeps
leaving her tools all over the fucking place. I almost busted my ass thanks to
her wrench being on the ground. The damn thing is covered in motor oil."
"She's trying to
kill you." I nodded. "It's the way women tell you they're interested
nowadays. Used to be a little light flirting, maybe a room key, or a subtle
foot in your lap to play with your dick, but things have progressed."
"Fuck you
too." He rolled his eyes and walked around me. "She's not interested,
and even if she were… you’re not."
"Okay." I
followed him, wanting to push a little harder just for the fun of it.
"Then if you're not into her, then move outta the way. She's beautiful.
I'd love to spread her taut little thighs and-"
The quickness of his
attack threw me off guard. He popped me in the throat two times in quick
succession and the pain of it stole my breath. "Shut the fuck up about
her, Johnny. Now."
I lifted my hands as
I gasped for air. "Got it. Damn it, man."
"Sorry." He
ran his fingers through his hair and let out a long sigh. "I can't stop
thinking about her. I tried to take a girl out last night and I barely got the
rubber on before I called out Ellie's name."
I rubbed at my throat
and tried hard not to return pop him in the mouth for hitting me. I'd deserved
that shit, but I was the upper dog in the fight, and would easily win should it
come to something like that.
"Stop fucking
around and tell her." I popped him in the gut. "And don't hit me
again. I'll fuck you up."
"You wanna go,
old man?"
"Old man?"
I reached for him as someone cleared their throat behind us.
"I heard you had
my keys, Johnny." Her voice was sweet like sugar.
"That I
do." I winked at Axel and spun on my heel. "Damn, Miss Morgan. And I
thought your car looked good all dressed up and pimped out."
She smiled and bit at
her lip as she eye-fucked me. Oh yeah. She was going on her knees.
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