I sobbed for the first time in front of Briggs, in front of the woman who was trying to save my life, while I just kept trying to destroy it. My resolve broke like a chain that had been stretched to the max. I heard it snap loud and clear. Shattering into a million pieces, blending into the sand along with my demons. Except the shackles that were tied around my soul, my heart, and my mind were now secured tighter, restraining, pressing in so deep. So intensely, to the point of blinding agony. Dragging Briggs right along with me.
I was killing her as much as I was killing myself.
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Satan's Savages MC Seriesby K.E. Osborn
Heart of Steel (Satan's Savages MC, #1)My name is Steel.
Ignite the Flame (Satan's Savages MC, #2)My name is Willow AKA Flame.
Stung by Stealth (Satan's Savages MC, #3)Releasing April 18th!My name is Stealth.
Skye glides down the hall and spots me.
“Hey handsome, you okay?”
Sighing, I shake my head. “Nope.”
She frowns and grabs my hands facing me. “What’s wrong?”
I don’t even know where to start. How about—I’m infiltrating your clubhouse, and I have to take down the brother’s I’ve grown to love. I miss my kids and wife, and yet somehow I feel like I’m falling for you too, which is only making things harder. I don’t want to betray anyone and yet I feel like, in the end, I’m going to betray everyone. Yeah, how do I explain that?
“I miss my kids,” I choose to tell her instead.
She nods and presses her forehead against mine. “I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?”
I shrug. “Make my kids appear out of thin air?”
She giggles and nods. “Your wish is my command.”
The bathroom door opens and Jackson walks out. “I’m here.”
Skye backs up and her mouth drops open. “Please tell me that’s not one of yours? ‘Cause if it is, I swear to God I didn’t conjure him up.”
Throwing my head back laughing at the sheer awesome timing of that, I shake my head. “No gorgeous, this is Jackson. He’s Nikita’s kid. I’m watching him for her while she talks to Lookout.”
She slumps her body and nods taking a deep breath. “Oh thank God, ‘cause I thought for a second there that I was doing something I didn’t know I could. You know, super-powers and all that.”
Smiling, I pull her to me and kiss her forehead. “God you’re cute. No, that was just impeccable timing.”
“So I get the whole missing your kids thing now. When you’re finished babysitting, if you want to talk I’m here. I’m always here.”
Smiling at her, I nod. “Thank you, that means a lot.”
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My name is Mad Dog.
Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind. Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn't consider doing anything else.
Bloodyâ¦brokenâ¦barely survivingâ¦
Danae âDaniâ Espinoza is on the run and desperate to escape the demons of her past. Plans to hide out in a sleepy Los Angeles suburb turn into a pipe dream as she is drawn into the secret filled world of the local motorcycle club. Dani soon learns that her secrets and lies are nothing compared to those kept behind the clubhouse doors. Trying to avoid the suspicious Vice President, she must keep a low profile in order to survive. The trouble is he has other ideas.
Bikeâ¦babesâ¦and boozeâ¦
Can an angel with blood-covered wings and the devil himself resist temptation or will they risk bringing hellfire down on everything that they love?
Cold. All I can feel is a deep chill blanketing my body. My eyes open to complete darkness as a voice calls to me. Its muffled tones send shivers down my spine with every garbled word. A sense of familiarity floats around me as its words become clearer.
âRun, Dani,â it pleas from beyond the black veil shrouding the room. âEscape while you can,â it continues. Panic courses through my veins. Where in the hell am I? Why canât I see anything? The pleas go unanswered as my voice fails to render sound.
âHelp!â I scream internally, âPlease, fucking help me!â
The voiceâs call fades with each word. âYou need to get the hell out of here, Dani. You need to move. Find a wall and escape,â I coach to myself. A cold chill of air sweeps into the darkness encompassing me as I try to feel the place around me. My fingers plunge into a dense, sticky liquid as I crawl forward causing my body to slide with each movement. A hard surface is finally inching its way under my fingers.
Crawling upwards, I splay my hands against the cool wall. âYouâre on your feet, Dani. The hardest part is over now. Time to find a door or a light switch, something to get us out of here,â my internal coach continues.
Keeping close to the wall, I finally find a switch. Flicking it upwards, the light shines brilliantly. As my eyes adjust to the light, my hands come into my vision. A scream barrels out of my throat when I see the sticky, red blood covering my hands and clothes. My heart races as I frantically wipe the blood away. Blood begins to pool at my feet, inching toward me. Rushing away from the blood, I fall backward into a solid, but warm obstacle. Before I can turn around, hands grasp my arms as a personâs hot breath trails down my neck.
âHello, Dani,â a different voice whispers in my ear. âWelcome to Hell. Youâre mine now,â the voice crackles as my body is pulled into black oblivion.
Avelyn Paige is a born and raised Indiana girl. She may be a Hoosier by birth, but sheâs a Boilermaker by choice! Avelyn lives in rural Indiana with her pastor husband, 2 spoiled cats, and one very odd looking dog. Sheâs an oncology research scientist by day and a writer and book review blogger by night. She enjoys reading anything she can get her hands, baking, and spending time with her friends and family.
Never intending to ever write her own book, the idea behind the Damaged series came to her on a drive to work early one morning thinking about her father whoâd recently passed away. His strength during his cancer and rare blood disease battle inspired Avelyn to do something sheâs never thought about before. Sheâs excited to see where this wild ride takes her. |
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