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34 kirjaa tekijältä Scott Hildreth
The only man in my life I felt I could trust was my father. A detective assigned to San Diego's gang crime unit; his focus was outlaw motorcycle clubs. His nemesis?A gang of thieves who had wreaked havoc on the city's financial institutions for nearly two decades. As fate would have it, I was preparing for a one-night stand with a tough-looking biker. As long as my father didn't find out, everything would be fine. If he learned of my fling with the tattooed bad boy, I could certainly talk my way out of it. The odds of Taddeo 'Tito" Silva being in my father's crosshairs was impossible. Or, so I thought.TITO is ook 6 of a 6-book series and can be read as a Stand-alone. It has o cheating, no sex outside the relationship, and has an HEA.
After fighting in the war for 12 years, Alec "A-Train" Jacob returns to the United States to find out while he was away, things changed drastically at home. In an effort to find peace of mind - and hopefully a new beginning - he rides his motorcycle from Wichita, Kansas to Austin, Texas. Filled with a desire to continue to protect those who he sees as a victim, he's always quick to step in and assist anyone in need. Through a newfound friend, he meets a woman who was the victim of as random act of violence. Initially, he hopes for nothing in return but the satisfaction of helping her. Katie "Bug" Ripton is attempting to quietly recover from being the victim of an assault. When she meets Alec, she sees a man who is kind, considerate, and not only capable of comforting her, but willing to protect her from harm. Apart, their lives are empty and seem to be haunted by the memories of their pasts.
Peyton Price - Given an assignment to write an article on an outlaw motorcycle club, what award-winning journalist would say no? Not me. I had a weakness for bad-boys, tattoos, and men on motorcycles. But Nick Navarro wasn't a typical biker. He wasn't even a typical outlaw. Nick Navarro - As president of the Filthy F*ckers MC, when I was offered an opportunity to be interviewed by a local journalist, I didn't accept for the notoriety or the publicity. I agreed to get a shot at the 27 year-old p*ssy between the journalist's legs. She had plans to get in and get out, and do so quick. But once I lay claim to something, it's mine. Until I decide otherwise.
