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    Jet's Bride: War Choppers MC, #2
    Jet's Bride: War Choppers MC, #2
    Jet's Bride: War Choppers MC, #2
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    Jet's Bride: War Choppers MC, #2

    By Vivian Gray

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    Jet's Bride is book 2 of the War Choppers MC trilogy. Book 3, Jet's Wrath, is available everywhere now!

    I'll make her mine… no matter the cost.

    I never thought I'd lay my hands on the goods I'm sworn to protect.
    But I had to make an exception for her.
    She thought this would all go down on her terms, that she was in charge.
    Time to show her just how wrong she was.

    JET

    Overseeing these auctions lost its shine a long time ago.
    I'm an outlaw who takes what he wants, no questions asked.
    But apparently some men prefer the transaction.

    And as long as there are women willing to put themselves up, bare and afraid, on that stage…
    And underworld criminals eager to buy the rights to their bodies…
    Who am I to deny them?

    Then she stepped up to the auction block, wearing nothing but sheer terror.
    And I'd never wanted anything so badly in my life.

    She was a feast for the eyes.
    Every man in attendance wanted a bite of the main course.
    The price for a night with her skyrocketed, but I wasn't about to be outbid on my own turf.

    I paid whatever it took to own her.
    Now, she's mine.

    But pretty little Bree won't break so easily—and I love a girl who requires a firm hand.
    There's more to her than meets the eye.
    And something tells me it's not just the promise of money that keeps her on my lap…
    Straddling my bike…
    And bent over in my bedroom.

    BREE

    All I ever wanted was to pay down the student loans that were drowning me.
    Now, I find myself learning hard lesson after harder lesson as my desperation takes me deep into the den of an outlaw motorcycle club… the War Choppers.

    In the depths of the MC, I end up pinned beneath the sheets with a rogue biker as powerful as his name:
    JET.

    It only takes one taste of him to hook me.
    My auction was just supposed to be a one-night engagement.
    But it turns out Jet has deep pockets…
    And hands that refuse to stop exploring my body.

    I'm in over my head. But I just can't stop.

    And then Jet makes an offer too hot to ignore.
    Soon enough, I'm the human high card getting played time and again… and I'm practically begging him to throw me down on the table.

    Too bad this underworld is populated with insatiable alphas, and most of them don't take kindly to being outbid…

    I chose to start this ride with the biker.
    But he's determined to be the one to finish me.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateMar 4, 2019
    ISBN9781386252214
    Jet's Bride: War Choppers MC, #2

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      Once again another awesome story. Vivien is one of my favorite authors and I can't wait to read some of her other MC series. I started reading & as the expression goes, I can't put the book down until I've read the whole series.

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    Jet's Bride - Vivian Gray

    Jet’s Bride: A Motorcycle Club Romance (War Choppers MC Book 2)

    By Vivian Gray

    Vivian%20Gray_Jet's%20Bride.jpg

    I’ll make her mine... no matter the cost.

    I NEVER THOUGHT I’D lay my hands on the goods I’m sworn to protect.

    But I had to make an exception for her.

    She thought this would all go down on her terms, that she was in charge.

    Time to show her just how wrong she was.

    JET

    Overseeing these auctions lost its shine a long time ago.

    I'm an outlaw who takes what he wants, no questions asked.

    But apparently some men prefer the transaction.

    And as long as there are women willing to put themselves up, bare and afraid, on that stage...

    And underworld criminals eager to buy the rights to their bodies...

    Who am I to deny them?

    Then she stepped up to the auction block, wearing nothing but sheer terror.

    And I’d never wanted anything so badly in my life.

    She was a feast for the eyes.

    Every man in attendance wanted a bite of the main course.

    The price for a night with her skyrocketed, but I wasn't about to be outbid on my own turf.

    I paid whatever it took to own her.

    Now, she's mine.

    But pretty little Bree won't break so easily—and I love a girl who requires a firm hand.

    There’s more to her than meets the eye.

    And something tells me it's not just the promise of money that keeps her on my lap...

    Straddling my bike...

    And bent over in my bedroom.

    BREE

    All I ever wanted was to pay down the student loans that were drowning me.

    Now, I find myself learning hard lesson after harder lesson as my desperation takes me deep into the den of an outlaw motorcycle club... the War Choppers.

    In the depths of the MC, I end up pinned beneath the sheets with a rogue biker as powerful as his name:

    JET.

    It only takes one taste of him to hook me.

    My auction was just supposed to be a one-night engagement.

    But it turns out Jet has deep pockets...

    And hands that refuse to stop exploring my body.

    I’m in over my head. But I just can’t stop.

    And then Jet makes an offer too hot to ignore.

    Soon enough, I'm the human high card getting played time and again... and I'm practically begging him to throw me down on the table.

    Too bad this underworld is populated with insatiable alphas, and most of them don't take kindly to being outbid...

    I chose to start this ride with the biker.

    But he’s determined to be the one to finish me.

    Chapter 1

    Amonth later, Bree sat in class, trying not to panic. It had been a hard month. She’d been sick enough with the pregnancy, but then she’d gotten a stomach bug, and she’d been flat on her back for days. Even when she could move without throwing up, her head was foggy for another week as she tried to get her strength back. She’d barely gone to class, and she definitely hadn’t kept up on the reading. She’d always been a smart student; she’d figured that as soon as she was back on her feet, she’d be able to catch up without a problem.

    A week after, she’d been able to read without feeling like she was going to throw up again, but was somehow further behind than she had been before. There was a test next class that she was almost certainly going to fail, and she’d barely started the paper that was due in a week. Her heart was pounding hard against her ribcage, and she had absolutely no idea what to do next.

    Bree took as many notes as she could, even though none of the words made any sense to her at all. She’d always been better at the practical courses than her theoretical economics ones, but this was absurd. After the lecture concluded, she waited until most of the students filtered out, and then she went down to the podium before the professor could leave.

    Ms. Bell, Dr. Dalton said before she could say anything. Nice to see you joining the class again. The professor continued gathering up her notes, not really looking at Bree directly.

    I’m sorry about that, Bree said. I got really sick, and I tried to keep up with the notes, but—

    Dr. Dalton looked directly at Bree’s midsection. She wasn’t showing much, but she was so short and had such a small torso that the bump had become obvious a lot earlier than she’d expected. I’m sure you got sick, she said. Her voice was dry, but not exactly unkind. But that’s no excuse for not keeping up with your work. Life gets rough, Ms. Bell, and the world expects us to keep up anyway. Curse of capitalism.

    I – Yes, I do understand that, and I’m not trying to – to get extensions I don’t deserve or something. I just need to find a study group. Do you have a list, or...?

    Dr. Dalton sighed. Come with me, Ms. Bell.

    Bree followed. It was surprising that the professor sounded as frustrated as she did by the request; didn’t most professors keep a running list of study groups, or at least TAs, that she could hand out, or even email? But Bree stayed close by as the professor wove through the halls of the university, leading Bree back to her office. Dr. Dalton didn’t have office hours until three hours from now; this was weird.

    Sit, Dr. Dalton said, gesturing at a chair across from her desk.

    Bree sat, and the older woman took her own seat. Bree tried to quell her jangling nerves. What could possibly be happening? Was she about to get a lecture on unwed mothers or something? Sure, she was showing, but she was also in that space where she looked a little extra chubby, not so much pregnant. So what was happening?

    I’m sorry for making you wait, Dr. Dalton said. Someone will be joining us in just a moment.

    Who in the world? And then the door to Dr. Dalton’s office opened, and Cat stepped in. Bree froze. Her friend – maybe not her friend anymore – wore a look that Bree had never seen before. Haughty and cold. Her hair was perfectly straightened, her makeup was impeccable, and she looked like she’d just stepped off a fashionista’s Instagram.

    Wait, Bree had seen Cat look like this before. Just never pointed at Bree. Cat looked like she was about to destroy someone.

    Me. She’s about to destroy me. But how?

    Cat sat down next to Bree, her gaze locked forward, just over Dr. Dalton’s left shoulder. "Hello,

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