Biker MC Romance

Given an assignment to write an article on an outlaw motorcycle club, what award-winning journalist would say no? Not me. I had a weakness for bad boys, tattoos, and men on motorcycles. But Nick Navarro wasn't a typical biker. He wasn't even a typical outlaw.

Tegan Raccini's heart has been hardened her parent's divorce, and by the recent loss of her bad-boy biker lover to a lifelong prison sentence. She isn't bitter; in fact, she's rather upbeat. But, she simply doesn't trust men. When she causes an accident with a motorcycle on the freeway, she's immediately attracted to the handsome biker, but knows she can't stand another heartbreak. Even though she's unemployed, she agrees to pay for the damages, hoping to never see him again.

The victim of a human trafficking ring, I was confined to a tiny bedroom with seven other women. The conditions were horrific. They'd taken my freedom, my clothes, and, eventually, what little hope I clung to. Then, one night, we heard gunshots. Prepared for the worst, I stood with my eyes fixed on the door, ready to meet my fate. And then, he opened the door. He saved me from the monsters. Then, he simply walked away. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that one day I would save him from his.

Grayson "Smokey" Wallace was a biker who was handsome, intelligent, ridiculously sexy, and a single dad. His swagger alone melted me into a puddle the night we met. There was only one problem, he didn't do relationships. Knowing that tidbit of information beforehand was nice. It allowed me to get what I wanted from him and go on my merry way. My plan, however didn't work. Not. At. All.

Being raised by my abusive stepfather forced me to look outside my home for a male role model. I didn't have to go far to find one. My freshman year in high school, Percy "P-Nut" Welsh moved next door. A patched member of SoCal's notorious Filthy F--kers MC, he was an easy man to admire and befriend. He was respectful, kind, and intelligent. We soon became close friends, and that friendship lasted long after I graduated. As I grew older, my feelings for him changed, but I chose to keep my thoughts to myself.