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Secret babies and Bikers
A secret. A sick child. And no choice but to return to the biker she ran from.
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Leaving Rav was the hardest decision I've ever had to make, but I didn’t have a choice. Staying and facing my past wasn't an option. I suffered through hell, but I'm stronger than I've ever been, at least I was until my daughter got sick. Now, the only person left who might be able to save her is her father. Only, I have no idea who it is. Ravage, or his brother, Sin.
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“What the f*ck are you doing here, Sasha?” Tyler’s angry voice demands.
No, not Tyler, but Ravage. Tyler would never have spoken to me like that.
I have to remember the two men are not the same, and I am responsible for the man in front of me. I created Ravage when I left. I cemented the man he is now.
“I need to talk. Alone.” I eye Nox and Sin. I notice the prospect has made himself scarce. It’s probably a good idea. Prospects tend to be on the firing line when rage is going around.
And this is going to get messy.
“Why don’t you drag your arse off my property before I do something we’ll both regret.”
He’s barely keeping a rein on his temper, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if it’s taking all his power to control his emotions. I don’t blame his anger, even if I’m not sure it’s justified. I had my reasons for leaving and if I had to do it again, I’d still leave because I needed that space between me, Rav and Sin.
I close my eyes, letting the first emotion slip through. When I reopen them, I see Sin is grinning at me.
I glance between the two men. Then I drop the bombshell.
“One of you has a daughter, and I need your help.”
Read now >> https://mybook.to/RavageUSMC
#Ravage #Motorcycleclubromance #MCromance #JessicaAmes #secondchance #secretbaby #darkromance #kindleunlimited
Goodreads >>Ravage
Read now on Amazon >> Ravage
💔Start the completed series now!💔
Leaving Rav was the hardest decision I've ever had to make, but I didn’t have a choice. Staying and facing my past wasn't an option. I suffered through hell, but I'm stronger than I've ever been, at least I was until my daughter got sick. Now, the only person left who might be able to save her is her father. Only, I have no idea who it is. Ravage, or his brother, Sin.
***
“What the f*ck are you doing here, Sasha?” Tyler’s angry voice demands.
No, not Tyler, but Ravage. Tyler would never have spoken to me like that.
I have to remember the two men are not the same, and I am responsible for the man in front of me. I created Ravage when I left. I cemented the man he is now.
“I need to talk. Alone.” I eye Nox and Sin. I notice the prospect has made himself scarce. It’s probably a good idea. Prospects tend to be on the firing line when rage is going around.
And this is going to get messy.
“Why don’t you drag your arse off my property before I do something we’ll both regret.”
He’s barely keeping a rein on his temper, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if it’s taking all his power to control his emotions. I don’t blame his anger, even if I’m not sure it’s justified. I had my reasons for leaving and if I had to do it again, I’d still leave because I needed that space between me, Rav and Sin.
I close my eyes, letting the first emotion slip through. When I reopen them, I see Sin is grinning at me.
I glance between the two men. Then I drop the bombshell.
“One of you has a daughter, and I need your help.”
Read now >> https://mybook.to/RavageUSMC
#Ravage #Motorcycleclubromance #MCromance #JessicaAmes #secondchance #secretbaby #darkromance #kindleunlimited
💔Start the completed series now!💔
A secret. A sick child. And no choice but to return to the biker she ran from.
💔Start the completed series now!💔
Leaving Rav was the hardest decision I've ever had to make, but I didn’t have a choice. Staying and facing my past wasn't an option. I suffered through hell, but I'm stronger than I've ever been, at least I was until my daughter got sick. Now, the only person left who might be able to save her is her father. Only, I have no idea who it is. Ravage, or his brother, Sin.
Read now >> https://mybook.to/RavageUSMC
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For the first time in three years, I get a look at the man who was once my everything.
My heart clenches painfully.
His dark hair is pulled into a tie at the nape of his neck and the thick beard covering his chin is a new addition. He usually wore a little scruff when we were together. This makes him seem harder. The leather kutte he’s wearing is as beat up as my jacket and moulded to his body like a second skin, covered in patches. Beneath it he has on a dark shirt and a pair of jeans that should be illegal, they’re so well fitted. My gaze trails up his sharp jaw, and come to rest on his eyes, which are colder than a glacier.
I swallow hard and my heart starts to pound.
Then I see Sin and my world stops. He looks like his brother, sans the beard and his eyes are not hard, but amused, as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. I hate him for that more than anything. I hate that he ruined my life and thinks this is a big joke.
Lily-May’s face dances in my consciousness, and it gives me the strength to face the man who may or may not be her father. It gives me the strength to stand in front of a man I’ve killed a thousand times in my dreams.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Sasha?” Tyler’s angry voice demands.
No, not Tyler, but Ravage. Tyler would never have spoken to me like that.
I have to remember the two men are not the same, and I am responsible for the man in front of me. I created Ravage when I left. I cemented the man he is now.
“I need to talk. Alone.” I eye Nox and Sin. I notice the prospect has made himself scarce. It’s probably a good idea. Prospects tend to be on the firing line when rage is going around.
And this is going to get messy.
“Why don’t you drag your arse off my property before I do something we’ll both regret.”
He’s barely keeping a rein on his temper, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if it’s taking all his power to control his emotions. I don’t blame his anger, even if I’m not sure it’s justified. I had my reasons for leaving and if I had to do it again, I’d still leave because I needed that space between me, Rav and Sin.
I close my eyes, letting the first emotion slip through. When I reopen them, I see Sin is grinning at me.
I glance between the two men. Then I drop the bombshell.
“One of you has a daughter, and I need your help.”
💔Start the completed series now!💔
Leaving Rav was the hardest decision I've ever had to make, but I didn’t have a choice. Staying and facing my past wasn't an option. I suffered through hell, but I'm stronger than I've ever been, at least I was until my daughter got sick. Now, the only person left who might be able to save her is her father. Only, I have no idea who it is. Ravage, or his brother, Sin.
Read now >> https://mybook.to/RavageUSMC
****
For the first time in three years, I get a look at the man who was once my everything.
My heart clenches painfully.
His dark hair is pulled into a tie at the nape of his neck and the thick beard covering his chin is a new addition. He usually wore a little scruff when we were together. This makes him seem harder. The leather kutte he’s wearing is as beat up as my jacket and moulded to his body like a second skin, covered in patches. Beneath it he has on a dark shirt and a pair of jeans that should be illegal, they’re so well fitted. My gaze trails up his sharp jaw, and come to rest on his eyes, which are colder than a glacier.
I swallow hard and my heart starts to pound.
Then I see Sin and my world stops. He looks like his brother, sans the beard and his eyes are not hard, but amused, as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. I hate him for that more than anything. I hate that he ruined my life and thinks this is a big joke.
Lily-May’s face dances in my consciousness, and it gives me the strength to face the man who may or may not be her father. It gives me the strength to stand in front of a man I’ve killed a thousand times in my dreams.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Sasha?” Tyler’s angry voice demands.
No, not Tyler, but Ravage. Tyler would never have spoken to me like that.
I have to remember the two men are not the same, and I am responsible for the man in front of me. I created Ravage when I left. I cemented the man he is now.
“I need to talk. Alone.” I eye Nox and Sin. I notice the prospect has made himself scarce. It’s probably a good idea. Prospects tend to be on the firing line when rage is going around.
And this is going to get messy.
“Why don’t you drag your arse off my property before I do something we’ll both regret.”
He’s barely keeping a rein on his temper, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, as if it’s taking all his power to control his emotions. I don’t blame his anger, even if I’m not sure it’s justified. I had my reasons for leaving and if I had to do it again, I’d still leave because I needed that space between me, Rav and Sin.
I close my eyes, letting the first emotion slip through. When I reopen them, I see Sin is grinning at me.
I glance between the two men. Then I drop the bombshell.
“One of you has a daughter, and I need your help.”
🔥💔Coming soon💔🔥
Rage - Book Six in the Untamed Sons MC Manchester Chapter by Jessica Ames
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“Welcome to Manchester,” Howler says after a moment.
“Am I welcome?” I can’t stop the question from slipping out of my mouth.
“As long as you are loyal to the patch, to your club brothers and to me, then yeah, you’re welcome in my home.”
Those words soothe the darkness inside me far more than they should. I’m not sure when I became someone who needed approval.
When you joined the Sons…
“Tell me what you need,” I say.
Howler scrubs the handover his face, the stubble covering his jaw close to becoming a full-blown beard. “I need you to prove why they call you Rage.”
****
“Welcome to Manchester,” Howler says after a moment.
“Am I welcome?” I can’t stop the question from slipping out of my mouth.
“As long as you are loyal to the patch, to your club brothers and to me, then yeah, you’re welcome in my home.”
Those words soothe the darkness inside me far more than they should. I’m not sure when I became someone who needed approval.
When you joined the Sons…
“Tell me what you need,” I say.
Howler scrubs the handover his face, the stubble covering his jaw close to becoming a full-blown beard. “I need you to prove why they call you Rage.”
