K. L. Savage

My dead best friend's daughter and the woman that haunts my dreams are one and the same.For the last two years, I've told myself she's off limits.That a man like me, can't be with a woman her age.Then my little maniac turned eighteen.And I gave in to my temptation.I shouldn't have, but now it's too late.She's mine now, and I'll never let her go.Then one of the biggest sinners in Vegas thought he could just take her.He's forgetting It's my job to protect her. Mine.Now, I'm going to burn this city to the ground.I'll reap havoc until my little maniac is back in my arms.

Reaper

Lunatic

Love is a powerful force, but it doesn't compare to guilt. And just like most people, my guilt eats me alive. I went from being an irresponsible kid who didn't know any better to an irresponsible man who does. I make no apologies. Don't take my carelessness for strength. My blood is as deadly as the bullet that killed my brother, and once I'm cut, there's no stopping the river of rage. My past is dead. I'm not like my MC brothers. Nothing is going to come bite me in the ass. Or so I thought. Because life gave me Mary, the little hellraiser who tries to be reckless. She's only looking to escape the nightmare of what happened to her in Atlantic City. She's a good girl. The kind to wear pearls and fancy cardigans. She doesn't belong in this life. Even if I know she belongs with me. She paints her lips in red lipstick, but I know it's an effort to hide the pain. There's more than the fact we are too different to be together. Her past isn't dead. And mine has come back to life.

Knives

I'm too dark for her light. I am who I am, and I won't apologize for it. I don't know how to be... Normal. I have my reasons. I've been through hell. I've touched the flames themselves and I've danced with the devil. Intimately. Damnation torched my soul until it was black. Then I see her. I'm enthralled, but I can't speak to her. She's too pure. Too fragile. Too innocent. She doesn't need to see my torched soul. She doesn't need to taste my damnation. I watch what I can't have. I swear I'll protect her. Even if she doesn't know I'm there. I get more... Enthralled. She loves books. I wonder if I could love them too. She loves wine. I imagine us sharing a glass. Imagination. What a tease. Enthralled. Entranced. Obsessed. She feels me there. Sees me out of the corner of her eye. I'm the reason the hair on the back of her neck is standing up. But I stay in the shadows where I belong. Until I can't. Until the day I see her cry. Those tears feel like open wounds. I want to heal them. But all she does is run. So I follow. Enthralled. Entranced. Obsessed. RUTHLESS. I won't stop until she no longer has a reason to cry. Even if it means I have to ride through the fires of hell one more time.

Tongue

Tool

There are few things people know about me. I'm Scottish.I really hate pants. And Poodle is me best friend. But.There are always buts. There is one thing people don't know. Me love for fightin'. I come from a long line of fighters. I live it. I breathe it. Flesh. Blood And brass knuckles. It's me way of life. So I fight, legally. No one knows. I wanted to keep it a secret, but MC life exposes everyone's secrets. One secret? There's a woman I have me eye on. A woman who's off limits. She's an opponent's girl. A rival. An Irish bloke who comes from a powerful family. He isn't abusive in just the ring, but to her too. Bruises litter her beautiful face. She doesn't give me the time of day. Until she is dumped on the side of the desert road. She's mine now. Fuck her boyfriend's power. I'll kill him. For her.

Skirt

A Ruthless Christmas

A Ruthless Halloween

Chaotic

Tongue's Target

Mateo

Tongue's Taste

Wander Aguiar

Boomer

Pirate

Raven

Mercy

Thrasher

Bullseye

Nothing can end before it begins.My beginning started with the death of my best friend.And the kid he left behind...I had no idea what to do.But I made a promise. Jenkins was my responsibility.But he wasn't the only one I had.Raising a kid while being the President of the Ruthless Kings MC?The club had as much influence over him as I did.But somehow we made him a man his father would be proud of.Then his sister showed up... Covered in bruises. Fighting for her life.Her attacker is going to learn a lesson he will never forget.Nothing is more dangerous than a woman with the Ruthless Kings by her side.

Reaper's Rise

K. L. Savage

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