He turned me around so that I could look at his icy blue eyes and the sensual curve of his lips in the moonlight. I would have been ashamed of my physical reaction to him—but he was a marble god there under the stars. Razor: the god of death. I joined the police force because I wanted to feel powerful, but my corrupt boss arranged to have me kidnapped by the Hellion Motorcycle Club. That's when I learned what power truly is.
But the Hellions aren't what I thought.
And the only man I want to have power over me is Razor, a white, bad boy biker with a leather jacket and bulge in his pants that I can't help but want. I knew from the moment he grabbed me that I should have been fighting for my freedom, but all I want is to let Razor give me the ride of my life!
This short, sexy motorcycle club story is about a beautiful black woman a white man who would give up anything to protect her.
A 17-page short story followed by six pages of advertising for other books by Black Starr. Forewarned is forearmed, I won't be reading any of them. It's fairly well written but the plotting is genuinely atrocious. Policewoman Nikki is kidnapped by Razor, Sgt. of the Hellions M.C., and told it is for her own good as the corrupt police force wants her dead or sold into slavery. Nikki promptly falls for Razor, they have sex. And that's all there is to it - see, I've saved you the trouble of actually reading it!