She’s night, and he’s day. They’re from two different worlds, but their troubled hearts pine for one.
Trapped in an abusive relationship, because of an addiction I couldn’t stay away from – life has me in its toothy grip. I’m stuck reliving my horrible past, attending college I never wanted, and busting ass at the diner.
Until my dark, ripped, tattooed and pierced savior bursts into my life like a ravaging storm.
Dressed in black leather and blessed with a devil-may-care attitude, he’s everything my body craves – and everything that I hate.
He thinks I’ll bend over when a stroke of luck brings us together, igniting hell on earth between us.
He thought I’d be easy. Hah. If only he knew how wrong he truly was.
Disposing of human trash on the streets? No problem.
Learning to love a curvy, sexy, down-on-her-luck girl that I’d never wanted a f*cking thing to do with? Not so easy.
Motorcycle blood runs deep in this broken family, but I never wanted to be a part of it when I was a kid. Times have changed, and I’ve gone to war for this club. Lost myself more times than I can count, with the scars, tattoos, and sleepless nights to prove it.
So why does it feel like, no matter how hard I try to stay away, no matter how much I protest. That loud-mouthed princess I’m babysitting, she just enchants me? Like she’s going to change everything.
She doesn’t know me. My darkness. I’d break her and damn myself before claiming her as mine.
Or at least, that’s what I keep telling myself