BOOK 1: NINEI vowed never to put my MC brothers in that position again.
Telling her that Quinn was dead... it broke me. Guilt consumed me on the flight back from Afghanistan, knowing Quinn's death was on my shoulders. He wasn’t just a fellow soldier—he was my brother, and I failed to save him. If I couldn’t protect my own, what good am I? I felt I didn't deserve to live.
Seeing her brought it all back. The memories, the guilt, the promise I made to Quinn. I had to save her. Quinn had spoken about her pain and the monster who caused it. Now that mission was mine. Her terror-stricken eyes told me everything. When she collapsed into my arms after hearing the news, I knew I had to protect her.
To do that, I had to make her mine. But would it mean becoming the savage I thought I left behind? Could I walk the line between protector and avenger without losing myself?
BOOK 2: RANGER
The first time I saw her, something ignited within me, but I was there for business. Her eyes held a sadness I couldn't ignore, but I had a job to do. The next day, witnessing how he mistreated her and what he tried to force her into made me snap. The rage boiled over, and before I knew it, things escalated quickly.
I couldn't leave her to face that abuse. I had to save her. I had to make her mine to ensure her safety. My protective instincts kicked in, and I knew I’d do anything to shield her from harm.
I will protect her at any cost. No matter the danger, no matter the consequences, she will be safe with me. Her past may be filled with pain, but I'll ensure her future is free of it.
BOOK 3: SNIPER
My demons won't let me sleep. After what I did in Afghanistan, I don't think I ever will.
People don't understand the darkness that comes with being labeled a hero. The price you pay can haunt you for life. The memories of war are like shadows, always lurking, ready to drag me back into the abyss. The honor, the medals—they mean nothing when you can’t close your eyes without seeing the faces of those you couldn’t save.
I've been home for a while, but sleep hasn't found me since that last mission. The guilt is relentless, an ever-present weight on my chest. Each night is a battle, and I’m losing.
To make matters worse, I ended up repeating my mistakes during an MC run. The pain of innocent blood on my hands is unbearable. It’s a nightmare on repeat, a loop of regret and self-loathing that I can’t escape.
I try to drown it in alcohol, but it lingers, clinging to me like a second skin. No matter how much I drink, the memories remain, sharp and unforgiving.
Then she enters my life with her own baggage and a bag of blow. She's trying to escape her secrets too, running from a past that mirrors my own. Her presence is both a distraction and a temptation. We’re both broken, seeking solace in the wrong places. But what if she’s the salvation I need? Or just more bad news?
In the midst of our chaos, a spark ignites. She sees through my façade, understanding my pain in a way no one else can. But can two shattered souls find redemption together, or are we destined to drag each other further into the dark?
BOOK 4: WHISKEY
I know I've lost my mind. Who else shoots a gun in a room full of his brothers? The guilt and shame are overwhelming. I've hurt those I care about most, and I can't let it happen again. I need to get it together before someone I love gets hurt once more.
Then Eva shows up. She’s like a beacon of light in my endless night. She understands. She gets me. In a world where I feel so isolated, she offers a connection, a lifeline. Her presence is a balm to my tortured soul. She’s a true friend, but can she handle my demons? Can she see beyond the broken man and still stand by my side?
As the lines between friendship and something more blur, the stakes get higher. My heart, battered and bruised, yearns for her, but my mind warns me of the dangers. Eva deserves better than the chaos and darkness that follow me. But what if she is the key to my redemption? What if her love is the one thing that can save me from myself?
BOOK 5: TANGO
They took my daughter!
I should’ve never brought my car to those bikers. Growing up, I could smell criminals a mile away, and I knew these bikers were bad news. Or was I wrong?
When I receive a text with a picture of Amber holding a sign that says, “$25,000 or highest bidder!” my heart sinks. Terror grips me, and I feel the world collapsing around me. Desperation takes over as I realize my worst nightmare has come true. My precious daughter is in the hands of ruthless criminals, and I am helpless.
But then, a glimmer of hope. I soon learn these aren't ordinary bikers—they have military-level skills and a code of honor. Despite my craziness and accusations, they are willing to help. These men are rough around the edges, but they possess a fierce loyalty and determination that might be my only chance.
One in particular, Tango, stands out. He’s a contradiction, a rugged exterior with a surprisingly big, caring heart. Despite my initial mistrust, he steps up, working tirelessly to help me find Amber. He’s relentless, using every resource and connection he has to track down the kidnappers.
As the clock ticks down, I find myself drawn to Tango. Maybe he’s not the monster I thought. His strength and compassion begin to chip away at the walls I’ve built around my heart. But amidst the chaos, I can't ignore the burning question: Will he be able to get Amber back? Can we defeat the darkness that threatens to consume us?
BOOK 6: MAVERICK
I thought he was dead. I never expected to see him again.
But there he was, standing in front of me, flesh and blood. It felt so surreal, I had to pinch myself to believe it was real.
We were more than high school sweethearts; we were soulmates, destined to be married as soon as he returned from Afghanistan. Our love was the stuff of fairy tales, filled with dreams of forever.
But ten long years went by without a word. No phone call, no letter. Just silence and heartbreak. The love of my life had vanished, leaving me with nothing but unanswered questions and shattered dreams.
Why did he leave me high and dry? What happened to the promises we made under the stars, the plans we had for our future?
Now, as fate would have it, he's back. And the emotions come rushing back like a tidal wave. The love, the pain, the longing, and the betrayal all mix together in a storm I can barely control. Seeing him again brings back memories of the intense passion we shared, the laughter, the secrets whispered in the dark.
Do we have another chance at the future we dreamed of? Can we pick up the pieces and build something new from the wreckage of our past?
Or will the secrets and scars of the past drive us apart once more when he discovers what he left behind? What will he do when he learns the truth about what happened after he disappeared?