Whiz… My world starts and ends with the Kings of Anarchy MC. As the road captain, I’m not only responsible for planning rides, but I’m also tasked with ensuring the safety of all riders.
I’ll do whatever it takes to be as close to perfection in my duties as possible, but sometimes, things go wrong. When tragedy strikes, I blame myself and spiral into the dark depths of depression.
Not even my brothers can pull me out of the hole I’m in.
That’s why, when I’m forced to handle business with the quirky new mortician employed by the club at Death’s Door, I’m shocked that she sparks something in me I thought was lost.
I want to hate her, but she makes it damn near impossible.
Zoey… Growing up, I was obsessed with death and dying, and it earned me my fair share of bullying.
While I might hide myself away from the world, I refuse to let the opinions of others stop me from living my dream.
I find comfort in working with the dead, especially knowing that what I do helps bring a little peace to their loved ones.
At twenty-seven, I’m done allowing myself to fade into society because people find me weird.
On a whim, I apply for a job with a privately owned funeral home, and when I’m offered the position, I don’t hesitate to accept.
But then I’m forced to deal with a biker who makes me second-guess my decision. He’s broken, and all I want to do is help put all his pieces back together.
