REBEL KINGS MC
Opposites attract. The outlaw biker and the accountant. Straightlaced vs straight to hell. Or heaven, depending on how you look at it.
And you can look at it any way you like, doesn’t mean it’s true. Either way, falling for snarky Alexei Ivanov is the lightbulb moment I’ve been waiting for my whole damn life. Or at least since my head got turned by someone else. A man I call brother, but he’s so much more than that.
I’ve loved Saint Malone for years. My loyal wingman has owned my heart so long I figured it had died of yearning for him. But Saint is as fragile as he is deadly. I don’t know how to help him until Alexei brings me to life in ways I can’t describe.
He opens my eyes, and I see them both.
I love them both.
With the weight of the underworld bearing down on me, I just gotta stay alive long enough to tell them.
“Kill me,” I choked out. “If he’s dead, you gotta kill me too.”
One club, one heart.
Three men, one soul.
Can loving someone kill you? I feel like the world is ending every time I look at them.
Cam. My brother. My president.
He’s the love of my life
And then there’s Alexei. I didn’t know I could feel this way about one person, let alone two. But I think of him in every breath I breathe for Cam. Every thundering beat of my heart. Because there is no Cam without him.
There is no me. My life wasn’t worth living until I found something worth dying for.
And I’d die for them a thousand times.
FORGIVE ME FATHER
“I gave my darkest secrets to a man who doesn’t exist.”
”...you don’t understand.”
Mateo lowered himself to sit, still vibrating with the need to fix me, the way he always did. “Then tell me. Explain it like I’m the simplest idiot you’ve ever met.”
I can’t. I’d never told anyone. Not the judge, the jury, or the legal aid barrister who’d written me off before she’d ever met me. But as I drowned in Mateo’s affection, in a love I’d done nothing to deserve, the words came tumbling out.
Darker than sin.
Darker, even, than Mateo’s battered soul and the secrets I didn’t know about yet.
I thought those words would shatter me.
But when the devil came for us, it wasn’t mine.
It was Mateo’s, and the man I’d trusted with my fragile heart was a stranger more broken than his scars could ever show.
LOVE THY BROTHER
“Riv, if you ever let me speak, you’d know exactly how I feel.”
I’ve told him that a thousand times, but River’s stubborn streak is a mile wide.
He doesn’t want to hear it.
To him, we doomed.
Because he thinks I love a goddamn motorcycle club more than him.
My worst nightmare is losing him before I get the chance to change his mind, and in our world, bad dreams come true. Our reality is mess and pain, but I love him. And he loves me.
And I’ll fight for us to the end.
“I was never scared of dying until I loved you.”
I met a dude in a bar once. Tall and strong, he had moon-blue eyes and tawny hair, and he moved with the grace of a lion.
It didn’t pan out, but that’s a theme in my life, and I’ve spent the last five years knowing that kind stranger dodged a bullet.
Divorced and miserable, I’m not exactly a catch.
But the thing is, that man...he’s not a stranger anymore.
And he’s as beautiful as I remember.
Everything you want in a fake boyfriend, right?
Don’t ask me to explain that one. But let me tell you this: I thought my biggest fear was losing my daughter. Then Folk came home, and I realised you can give your heart to more than one person.
We have a second chance. Goddamn, we deserve it.
But this life, man. It’s a journey.
And there’s no guarantees we’ll both make it to the end.
Locke, Nash, & Orla
There was plenty of stress and heartache around here. Grief and violence. And yet somehow I still felt like I was on holiday— a permanent one, where my boss gave me bear hugs and an open invitation to bang his missus.
It was a trick, though. It had to be. No one was that lucky.
Especially not me.