Greater than flesh and blood, they are bound by fierce loyalty and willingness to bleed for one another. Motorcycle clubs are more than a community. But Christ on a bike, there is so much more. Yes, there’s an exhilarating journey in a gorgeous setting waiting for your first step. Yes, we have forbidden love finally freed. Yes, we have bad boy bikers with hearts of gold. And if you tried to guess, I can guarantee you’d be wrong. I’m not even going to try to share everything. There’s a lot of unpack here and no room for baggage. I needed you to release any presumptions or expectations before we begin. I want you to let your eyes slip shut while you take a deep breath and slowly let it go, I’ll wait here. *Trigger warnings: childhood abuse, sex work, graphic violence, death. Expect: tattoos and leather, an enigmatic Russian hitman, and dark and dirty themes. With the weight of the underworld bearing down on me, I just gotta stay alive long enough to tell them.ĭevil’s Dance is the first in a hurt/comfort, dark romance, MMM duet from the world of the Rebel Kings MC. I don’t know how to help him until Alexei brings me to life in ways I can’t describe.
My loyal wingman has owned my heart so long I figured it had died of yearning for him. A man I call brother, but he's so much more than that. Or at least since my head got turned by someone else. Either way, falling for snarky Alexei Ivanov is the lightbulb moment I’ve been waiting for my whole damn life. Or heaven, depending on how you look at it.Īnd you can look at it any way you like, doesn’t mean it’s true. 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.įorgive Me Father is a continuation of the best-selling Rebel Kings MC series.Opposites attract. But as I drowned in Mateo’s affection, in a love I’d done nothing to deserve, the words came tumbling out.ĭarker, even, than Mateo’s battered soul and the secrets I didn’t know about yet.īut when the devil came for us, it wasn’t mine. Not the judge, the jury, or the legal aid barrister who’d written me off before she’d ever met me. Explain it like I’m the simplest idiot you’ve ever met.” Mateo lowered himself to sit, still vibrating with the need to fix me, the way he always did. “I gave my darkest secrets to a man who doesn’t exist.”
Expect: a sizzling hurt/comfort MM romance with a damaged chaplain and a dark-souled enforcer with a tender-hearted secret.
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