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The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

My life had been perfect, and then I was stripped away from my family. I had everything: loving parents, a huge biker family (even though they did fight like cat and dogs a lot), and the love from every member of one of the most notorious clubs in United States history. The Reapers' blood flew through every vein in my body. It took my years to find out why - or better who - had stripped me of my life, never knowing who the man was that'd taken everything from me.

I knew the second I'd arrived back in Portland he'd know I was here within days, so it wasn't a shock to me that he came knocking on my door, literally. Kaden was my first love, but he isn't the same man anymore. These days he goes by another name, Kinetic, one he was given when he went overseas. Now he's in a biker club and living a totally different life. I came back here to take care of my elderly mother, but I didn't come alone.

A bewitching epic fantasy about a revenge killing, a mysterious scroll box that has survived centuries of fires, and the book that changed everything "Intricately plotted and gorgeously written, The Absolute Book is a cinematic tale that is by turns dark and dreamlike, yet ultimately hopeful."...

With marriage, there are things you can and can't live with. Harry, my abusive husband, made that clear enough when he beat me like a dog, forced a miscarriage on me, and tried posing me as a hostage to my father's notorious biker gang, The Reapers. I was lucky enough to get out of my marriage in one piece but it's only a matter of time before he picks up my trail and hunts me down. Blackjack swears he'll kill him the second he steps foot in town. I know he means well but there's something about his stare when he tells me I deserve better.

Over my entire life, I always saw my fair share of action. I saw more of it than most between my time serving in the United States Marines, and being the Prez of the Deathstalkers MC. A good friend came to me and let me know Hermione was missing. Hermione, the owner of the local coffee shop, who I'd been friends with for years. I had a member of my club look into Hermione's electronic footprint, and I retraced every step. I knew I'd find her, because I didn't have another option. Lo and behold, I find her in the last place I expected her to be—in my enemy's clutches.

Life doesn’t prepare you for this type of shit. The mother of my children is dead and now I’m on my way back to Tallahassee. I told my sons what happened, but my daughter’s another story. She’s so young, so innocent, and I don’t want to rip her heart open, but I can't lie to her.

I've never been the type of man to seek my father's approval, especially when it comes to women. Now though, all I want for him is to accept her into our family - into our club. Ivy has a jaded past, even moreso now than before. She may be his arch nemesis' daughter, but she's my girl and he needs to remember that. This isn't any Romeo or Juliet bullshit. This is a fight of good versus evil and Ivy sure as fuck isn't evil. The words written into her flesh prove that.

I never knew what adoration was until she came into my life. Though, at the time I didn't see the signs. I had no idea Stiletto had any feelings for me, and then it was too late—she confessed them after I was in a relationship. I saw the pain on her face, instantly knowing I was breaking her heart. Things were awkward between us, and years passed. Then her sister called me, begging me to help look for Stiletto. I didn't know what happened, but it didn't take long to figure it out.

I started a new life in Montana and was fully prepared to leave closed doors shut, but something unexpected happened. I escorted Sydney out to Three Forks for a concert with a couple of my brothers, and there he was—the man I thought I was going to marry. Asher. He was my first love, and man I loved him religiously. I thought we were going to ride off into the sunset together . . . but life had other plans. I never thought I'd see Asher a couple of weeks later at the clubhouse, getting ready to collaborate with Sydney.

So much had happened with the club and the people my brothers' loved. I thought we were for sure going to be getting a break from the chaos for once. After being in the military, I thought we deserved a break. Just like always, life didn’t believe we earned one. Hawk's sister showed up at the clubhouse one day out of the blue. I remember the look of pure exhaustion weighing over her soft features. She confessed that she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She was essentially homeless with no place to go.

If I didn't love her, I would kill her. I'd kill her for so much, but mostly for hiding my kid from me. For up and running, and choosing to keep my daughter out of my life. She doesn't just belong to Melody. She's mine, too, and Melody doesn't get to keep her to herself. She said she ran because of me, because of what I did. I can't blame her for that. I f--ked up, and I might have lost the most important woman in my life, but I refuse to lose my daughter. Not when we haven't even had a chance. Will fighting for my daughter lead me to winning back my girl's heart?

My brothers knew I had my eye on Jordyn and told me to stay away. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman—beautiful, smart, and confident. Jordyn wasn't just any MC princess. She was one of Kat's younger sisters, and most of the old heads in the club watched her grow up.

I don't know what it is about this stranger that sparks a fire deep inside me. He makes me question everything about my life. I met him one time when he was in the bar with a buddy of his. Weeks have gone by, and I haven't seen him, but I know where he is. He's a Reaper, and these bastards are easy to find.

Booger: He's shipping me off to Vegas in the hopes that it will squash whatever fire is starting to ignite between Camila and I. Fist is a smart bastard, I'll give him that. What he doesn't realize is that I'm not the type to give up easily. He's warned me to stay away, but the heart wants what it wants, and I want Camila. I may be going to Vegas, but she'll be on the back of my bike the whole way whether he likes it or not.

Our club has been knocking down one enemy after the next, and soon enough, we might be able to finally live in peace. At least, that’s what we’re all hoping for. I, on the other hand, know that any peace we have will be short-lived. There’s always someone else lurking around the corner, waiting to cause problems. The club is hunting Roque down like the rabid dog he is, and after that, Dag asks for help tracking down his abusive former stepfather.

I had it all. Or, at least, that’s what everyone else thought. Between my husband being the president of the Demons of Hell and his club, I had a “family”. Except the only thing that made us a family was my husband’s persistent reminders that it was. But a family doesn’t turn a blind eye to things. A family doesn’t let one of their own become a punching bag for their mistakes. For all the pent-up anger and frustration for something that isn’t even my fault. My “family” was the reason I nearly died.

There’s nothing that shouldn’t have ruined us. She works for the FBI, and I’m the president of the Skulls Renegade MC. Her job was to take us down...to ruin everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve. She came into my life as a lie, and has stayed here as...what exactly? I know that I can’t let her go, but how can I trust her now? How am I supposed to trust anything she says?

I had no idea the Reapers Rejects MC had agreed to take me under their wing. It turned out, the club promised my father they'd keep me safe in exchange for information, and my job offer was nothing more than them keeping their end of the deal. There I was, in a place I wasn't genuinely wanted.

We only lived in peace for a month before the Culebra cartel sent us a message: they wanted revenge for what we did to Roque. We killed him, and in doing so, we thought the cartel would fall. Little did we know the cartel didn’t die with Roque, instead someone else claimed his power. Now we’re dealing with an enemy we don’t even know.