Firstly, let me make this clear, I didn't come here for drama. I came here to escape, to unwind, to relax in paradise.
This place is meant to be everything epic the world can offer. A ranch, run by hot tattooed mountain men, that has been made into a retreat. An escape from the world, from all the stresses of daily life.
Not only do you get to interact with said gorgeous men, but you get to be involved in the everyday running of the ranch, that is when you're not hiking, fishing, riding horses, and relaxing.
We're the first group to camp hot stuff, and for what seems like the shortest time, it's bliss.
Don't get me started on the man who seems scarily into me, even though I'm about as fun as a stone on the ground. I'm also as ugly as one. Okay, that's a bit over the top. I'm not ugly. I am, however, nerdy. Men like him don't look at girls like me. I have curves and glasses and my hair isn't sunkissed blond.
Still, everything is going beautifully until a body shows up. One of my people is dead. Murdered. And now my little vacation has turned into a murder mystery. With hot men, a camp full of nerds, and a whole lot of unanswered questions. This should be fun.
Contains mature themes.
Crazy eyes. You know the ones: the empty, soulless eyes of a person who has nothing left inside-nothing but a bottomless pit of insanity and desperation. Their eyes lose their sparkle, the very thing that makes them who they are. In place of that, you'll find nothing more than bitterness. I have those eyes-that same broken soul. The only problem is, I can't escape it. So I changed my life, started anew. But she found me. Now the lies I've kept wound deeply in my chest are unravelling. The truth has been set free. The person they thought I was... is no longer. The person she thought I was... has disappeared. Time is running out for me to get her back. The clock is nearing its end. I thought I had to fight before. Now, I'm about to learn its true meaning. And they're about to discover the very darkest parts of me. They had better strap in-it's going to be a wild ride.
I'm just the girl who lost her family, who disappeared. I'm the girl who seems normal on the outside, confident and strong. But if you thought that you'd be wrong.Nobody knows who I am anymore. Nobody knows why I'm back. All they know is I have information they need-information to end the reign of terror falling over their club.I'm all they have right now, and they trust me.I know one thing for certain: they shouldn't. I'm evil. I'm sadistic. I'm out for my own vengeance. I'll bring the club down. I'll bring everyone down who ever hurt me, starting with him: Cohen.Want to know what the best part is? I'll do it with a smile.
I don't do love triangles. Hell, I don't do women. I've learned that lesson the hard way. I get in. I get out. I do what I have to do.But then I meet them-two of them. They're completely different, but both perfect. One is soft and sweet-beautiful in a way that takes your breath away. The other is wild and crazy-the kind that makes your soul spark back to life. Both of them speak to me. Both of them want me.I'm in the middle of a mess, and with my own demons, I don't know how to fight my way out of it.When the situation becomes dangerous, I have no choice but to protect them both. And in doing that, I expose myself, and them, to very real pain.And there they are, looking at me with those incredible eyes, both saying...Me, please?
SLATERFor over a decade I searched for her. She disappeared a long time ago, but I never gave up. The hope of seeing her again was the only thing that kept me holding on for so long, clutching onto the small chance that she might know who I am when I found her again-if I found her again. It was always a big if. But I wasn't going to rest until I got an answer. Alive or dead, I would find her. I needed to know what happened to the girl who took my heart when we were young and kept it for well over a decade, who owns every single piece of who I am. Nobody else has ever come close.And now I've found her, and she's lookin' at me like she doesn't know who I am-like I wasn't her first kiss, her first boyfriend, her first love, her first heartbreak, the man who took her innocence, the man who destroyed her and caused her to run, the man who spent ten years trying to find her because of one pathetic, pitiful mistake. I ruined her, and now she has no idea who I am-not a single damned clue.ELLIEI don't know who he is, and yet something about him seems strangely familiar.I know nothing of who I am. All my memories are like hazy nightmares. I don't know which ones are real and which ones are fake. I don't even know my own name. I don't know anything about my past. I only know that for the last ten years, I've been Raven-only that isn't my real name.But that's what he called me-the monster who owned me, the monster disguised as a saint, a monster I finally escaped.And now there's him-Slater, a man who claims to have spent the last decade searching for me, his Ellie. He claims I'm the love of his life. He's desperate for me to remember him. But I don't-even though when I look into his eyes, I feel strangely at home, like he's the missing piece of who I am. But can I trust him? Can I trust the man who claims to love me and yet is telling me he's the reason for my hell? Who is telling me that he's the one who destroyed me? Is he a bigger monster than the one I just escaped from?
Some things are best left alone. I know this. I should stand by it. That would be the safest option. But, well, I just can't do that-because the thing I should leave alone...is everything. It's the reason I breathe. It's the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. I need help. I know it, but nobody wants to step up. The case is too hard. There's nothing they can do.And then I meet them-bikers, the Knight Brothers.They can give me the help I need. They have the resources. But there's a problem: Lincoln Knight.I can't stand him. I loathe him. I despise him. And yet, he's determined to help me. He won't take no for an answer.And if I'm being honest...I need him. But working with him, spending time with him, it's the last thing I want to do... but I have no choice. And I know it. This most definitely won't end well.
My name is Finn. I'm the broken one, the one everyone worries about, the one who'll probably never have it all together. I'm the quiet one. My eyes don't smile. My heart doesn't love. I was hurt the most, and I'll never recover.Those are their words. They aren't mine. The truth is, nobody really knows who I am-not a damned soul-and they probably never will. I'm tired of people feeling sorry for me. I'm tired of living under the Knight command, keeping the reputation. Maybe, just maybe, I'd like to be something else-because screw the Knight name. It means nothing to me.But her...well, she might just mean something.My name is Finn. I guess you'll just have to read this to know my true story.
Hi there...Hmmm, no, that doesn't work. Hey...Not quite. Howdy...Good lord, what am I? A cowboy? 'Sup? Yeesh. Whatever. Let me just get right into it.I'm Waverly. There, that wasn't so hard. I'm not going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am, or proceed to tell you how broken or damaged I've become. No, I'm just going to tell you that I'm me. Just me. Waverly. I am all of those things, but I'm also so much more.I'm helping a club-a club that needs me to bring peace back into its world. If you had asked me if I'd be working for a biker club six months ago, I would have simply laughed in your face. I mean, a biker club? Come on. Yet here I am, doing the unthinkable. Penetrating the deepest, darkest parts of that world, pretending to be something I'm not.I've got this, though. That is one thing about me you should know-I won't let them down. I won't crack under the pressure. I won't break, no matter how much horror I see. There are lives at stake; there are people who need me. Not a single thing will distract me from the mission I'm on.At least, that was what I first thought. Until I didn't. Now I'm tangled up in a world I can't even begin to understand. Now I'm dealing with feelings that are foreign to me. Feelings for a monster. Feelings for an angel. This is a literal battle between good and evil, and I'm living it. Who are these men, you ask?You're just going to have to start from the beginning.
LUCYI've always held my own. I'm determined. I'm happy. I'm strong. But not right now-right now I'm weak, pathetic.I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I can't fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There's no coming back from it. Yet, I can't seem to find the strength to stop.Nicolai-that name, it ruins me.I tried to stay away. I fought so hard. I knew what he was, who he was. I knew what he had done. But I can't seem to stop. I try and forget how his hands felt against my skin, how his lips felt on mine, how his body moved-God, his body.I'm a terrible person, a terrible sister.But take me to hell if you must, so long as he comes with me.DAMONGet a girl, they say. Find a woman, Damon. Settle down.I have one thing to say to that: women equal drama. You know it's true. And I don't have time for drama. I'll stick to friends. Lucy's my friend-my best friend, if I'm being honest. She's strong. She's determined. She kind of holds my pieces together, and I, hers-in the most non-romantic way I can think of. She's like a sister. No, scratch that-she's the kind of woman who could run a country, hold a family together. That's the kind of person she is: the lady of the house. Yep, that's our Lucy: Knights Lady.
Broken doesn't describe him. His demons now define him.Brody-that's the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire-and then his darkness tore me down.Now he's gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn't his to fight. He'll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.Everyone tells me to walk away, to let go. I can't fix him. I can't save him. I can't keep hanging on.But how can I let go? My whole world lies within him. He's the very reason I breathe.So I'll fight. I'll do whatever I have to. I'll find him. I'll bring him home-even if it kills me.Author's Note: This book contains characters from Step-Lover. For those who have read it, this is Brody and Melanie's story. It is also part of the Rumblin' Knights series.
I'm a cop, sworn to protect, to keep people safe. I'm supposed to abide by the rules, to always do right. I fight for justice. That's what the rule book says, doesn't it? And I take my job seriously, even if my job doesn't always take me seriously...So how I got tangled up with a notorious MC, dealing with illegal investigations that would have my job ripped from beneath me, is beyond my comprehension.Yet, here I am, dipping my toes into dangerous waters, doing illegal research, risking it all for justice. I want justice for the innocent girls, but mostly I want justice for him-a man I let down, a man who can't stand me, a man who will go away for a very long time if I don't fix what I've broken, a man who is everything I'm not...dangerous, deadly, a biker, a man I shouldn't care about, who I shouldn't want, who makes me question everything I am...Yet, here I am, and it's too late to turn back now.
We're thirteen girls, captive to a man we rarely see. Obedience will become all we know-it is the only emotion we're permitted to feel. When we're bad, we're punished. When we're good, we're rewarded. Our scars run deep, yet we survive because we have to-because HE teaches us too.All of us are special, we feel it with everything we are. He has us for a reason, but it's a reason we don't know. We haven't seen his face, but we know that something deeply broken lies beneath the darkness. With every touch, with every punishment, we know it.Then came the day he saved my life, and I saw him for the first time. He released something inside of me. He showed me who he truly is.Now I want him. I'll go against everything I know to be with him. A monster. My monster.Loving him is a sin, but a sinner I am. I won't stop until I see every part of him. Even the parts he keeps locked deep down inside. I am Number Thirteen, and this is my story.
