Death Riders MC, 7
An act of savage violence shatters Keres’s life. Her heart and soul demands vengeance. To hunt a monster, she must become a monster.
Ronin is tracking the person who’s been sniping his marks, and is surprised when he finds the beautiful red-head wielding the deadly knife.
Sparks fly between them. Not of love, but of anger. They don’t trust one another, yet can’t seem to deny their attraction.
When the Death Riders are attacked, her sacrifice is demanded. The unsteady foundation she’d been balancing upon crumbles, leaving her to face alone the nightmare that created her.
Be Warned: anal sex
Excerpt:
“Keres, look at me.” Fingers tilted her chin up until she stared into his light green eyes. “Can you speak to me?”
Speak to him? She couldn’t even take a breath. He cupped her face, leaned close, and then … he started to hum. The sound completely shocked her, not only because his warm breath tickled her ear and fanned across her cheek, but because the musical cadence in his voice hypnotized the dread pulsing through her soul. Slowly, the numbness melted, and her vision came back into sharp focus.
“That’s it,” he murmured, smiling at her. “Welcome back.”
Keres drew a shuddering breath, letting it out slowly. The stiffness in her muscles unclenched. “Y-you sang to me.”
“Not quite,” he murmured. “Long ago I discovered music helps settle my mind when it goes into the darkness.”
It seemed odd to think this gorgeous man had a condition so mundane like panic attacks. “Y-you have anxiety?”
He grinned. “You thought all us hitmen sat around polishing our knives and eating nails?”
“I didn’t realize there was a club.”
He chuckled. “That’s funny in more ways than you know. My name is Ronin.”
She turned that over in her mind. “A samurai without a master. That explains the tattoo. The name fits you.”
“Because I’m wicked deadly?”
“Are you flirting with me?”
“Yes.”
She wanted so badly to flirt back. To giggle and pretend she was an ordinary woman, but she wasn’t and would never be again. The monsters had ripped out her innocence and blackened her soul.
“You should leave,” she mumbled, then cleared her throat. “You need to forget about me.”
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