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    The Biker's Girl: Bloody Saints MC, #2
    The Biker's Girl: Bloody Saints MC, #2
    The Biker's Girl: Bloody Saints MC, #2
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    The Biker's Girl: Bloody Saints MC, #2

    By APRIL LUST

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    The Biker's Girl is book 2 of the Bloody Saints MC trilogy. Book 3, The Biker's Sins, is available everywhere now!

    THE RING ON HER FINGER MEANS SHE'S MINE – AND NO ONE ELSE CAN TOUCH HER.

    Messing with her is messing with me.
    And no man survives a mistake like that.
    Lay a finger on her and I'll break it in half.
    That's a motherf**king promise.

    She tried to put me in my place.
    So I put her in hers:
    Bent over my bed with her dress hiked up and her hair pinned back.

    I make her say the truth out loud:
    She belongs to me now.

    And by the time I'm done, she knows it, too.

    But hearing it isn't enough.
    Only seeing is truly believing.
    So by the time all this is over, I'm gonna claim her in the purest way I know how:
    With my ring on her finger.

    The thing is, that depends on keeping us both alive.
    I've got enemies, and they'll do whatever they can to hurt me.
    Even if it's by hurting her.

    She'll have to get used to living on the edge.
    That's what comes with being a biker's bride.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSopris Page Press
    Release dateSep 24, 2018
    ISBN9781386140115
    The Biker's Girl: Bloody Saints MC, #2

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      The Biker's Girl - APRIL LUST

      THE BIKER’S GIRL: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Bloody Saints MC Book 2)

      By April Lust

      THE RING ON HER FINGER MEANS SHE’S MINE – AND NO ONE ELSE CAN TOUCH HER.

      MESSING WITH HER IS messing with me.

      And no man survives a mistake like that.

      Lay a finger on her and I’ll break it in half.

      That’s a motherf**king promise.

      She tried to put me in my place.

      So I put her in hers:

      Bent over my bed with her dress hiked up and her hair pinned back.

      I make her say the truth out loud:

      She belongs to me now.

      And by the time I’m done, she knows it, too.

      But hearing it isn’t enough.

      Only seeing is truly believing.

      So by the time all this is over, I’m gonna claim her in the purest way I know how:

      With my ring on her finger.

      The thing is, that depends on keeping us both alive.

      I’ve got enemies, and they’ll do whatever they can to hurt me.

      Even if it’s by hurting her.

      She’ll have to get used to living on the edge.

      That’s what comes with being a biker’s bride.

      Chapter One

      Darren

      That didn’t work out .

      Darren loved watching her walk away. It’d only happened a couple times since they’d first met each other, but there was something about the way that she threw her hips into her walk that was so goddamn sexy. It had to be the fact that he hadn’t been with anyone in a while; that was why he was paying attention to her. That was it. It’d go away in a while, or as soon as he found someone new to fuck.

      But he was going to be stuck here for a while with her, and it was easy to tell by the way that she acted that he was going to get laid. Telling her this would only piss her off, but that was all the better. Victoria looked her hottest when she was angry. Darren had never had a woman tell him off before like she had, and the way she did it made him want to give her a condescending nickname to throw out at her in day to day life – and in bed.

      He didn’t mention this, either. As it was, he was content to watch Victoria just dart around the place. He knew where everything in here was, anyway. It wasn’t like there was any potential damage Victoria could do to herself.

      Victoria

      VICTORIA WAS CONTENT to explore – but only for a little while. There was only so much she could get from wandering aimlessly around the rooms. After figuring out the layout of the cabin and where everything was, she had nothing else to do; there wasn’t even a TV here. It seemed like all of the electricity was used to power the lights and the stuff in the kitchen.

      A couple days had passed and Victoria had had way too much time to think. She wasn’t particularly a fan of being stuck with Darren, but he hadn’t really talked to her, even though she’d taken up shop on the couch in the center of the living room. For the most part, they ignored each other’s existence, except for when it was time to get food. Then they were both in the kitchen, trying to come up with ways to make things to eat.

      He really did need to go to the store, Victoria decided. The only reason he wasn’t going was because he was stubborn. That was it; that was the only reason, and the way her stomach growled at the thought that she’d only eaten some cereal and a few things of veggies in the past two days showed that it agreed with her. And as much as Victoria didn’t talk to him – and him to her – he was constantly around her, and it drove her crazy.

      Even all of the books in here weren’t a distraction from her situation. They were all dumb action novels, not the high-fantasy and dystopic novels Victoria preferred. She’d even have made do with some kind of mythology collection or a textbook (she was desperate!), but it seemed like the only things people were interested in around here were bombs, car chases, and realistic crime.

      There were a few bookshelves decorating the sides of the living room. In another room, off of the hallway and down from the one bedroom she’d scoped out earlier, there was a library full of books. And, naturally, they were all these stupid crime novels.

      She sighed, grabbing two off of the shelf. She wasn’t going to read them, but flipping through the pages might distract her from the feelings flipping through and knotting her guts.

      I thought you hated those.

      Victoria hadn’t even noticed Darren come into the living room, and she turned quickly. The book was already closed by the time she was face-to-face with him, but the damage was done. The smirk was on his face and the blush was on hers, and then she was scowling at him as his smile just spread all the wider. So he had been watching her this entire time! She was going to kill him.

      And then she saw that he wasn’t wearing a shirt.

      It’d been difficult to pass the time without thinking about him that way, but it had helped that she had no images of him in anything but his clothing. Now her eyes were free to roam his body; the top half of it, in any case. His chest was chiseled and muscular, but not in a sharp way. His skin wasn’t nearly as pale as she was expecting, and actually had a slight golden tint to it – at least, where the dark ink of his tattoos didn’t contrast with it.

      Her eyes went to his neck again. From there, she looked down to his pecs, to the planes of his chest, his abs, and then down to his naval and his little happy trail that led to his...

      Like what you see?

      Victoria mentally pinched herself a few times. Dammit! Why had she ogled him when he could so clearly see her doing so? It wasn’t like he hadn’t done the same to a bunch of other women, though, so maybe she should just ogle freely and let him get a taste of his own medicine. Yeah, that’s right. She met his eyes as confidently as she could.

      And then she dropped them.

      There was no way she could do this.

      Are you just not going to reply, Victoria? I thought you were all about sass.

      And I thought you were all about some common decency, she managed to get out over the lump in her throat. Why does he have to be so hot?

      What was that?

      Oh, no.

      Oh, no, oh, no, oh no.

      Shit.

      Had she asked that out loud? She tried to play it off cool.

      What do you think I said?

      He strode across the room quickly, grabbing the closed book from her hands and then placing it down on the coffee table in front of the couch. I think you asked why I was shirtless, he said, turning around to wink at her. So that meant she’d never know if she’d just really embarrassed herself. Great. That was her favorite thing to do. He was such an asshole.

      Yeah, well. If I did ask that, she let her eyes go down to his hard abs again, would you tell me?

      Yeah, but it might not be the truth, he whispered, making her strain to hear what he said. I’d probably say that it was for protecting you.

      But it’s really for...?

      Teasing.

      He grinned at her, and the way she wanted to pinch herself turned into wanting to hit herself as she eyed his perfect jaw. It seemed like the longer she stayed here, the more she was starting to lust after this guy. Her hands went to her hair, and she adjusted it quickly even though she couldn’t see it. If she was starting to feel this way – and she hated this guy, really, she did – maybe he was feeling the same.

      The thought of it made her legs start to shake, and she pressed them against each other again to make it less obvious. But being around him more was starting to make her open up to him, figuratively, in ways she hadn’t planned, and now her body was pulsing.

      She grabbed the books off of the coffee table, getting ready to go put them back on the bookshelves

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