They dropped me in the middle of Hell Court like a live grenade and told me to hide.
I don’t hide. I hunt.
Dante Reyes
watches me like I’m the only thing in his kingdom that matters.
Gideon Thornton
fights me like he’s trying to break the only woman strong enough to match him.
Malachi Vane
peels back every layer with that velvet voice, hunting the parts of me I buried in cartel blood.
I came here as a witness. A ghost with a target on her back.
Now I’m the one they can’t let go.
These three sinful bikers don’t want to protect me.
They want to own me. Claim me.
Keep me on my knees and on their throne at the same time.
Every fight turns into flirting. Every bullet we dodge pulls us tighter.
The cartel is coming. My old master wants his masterpiece back.
But I’m not a weapon anymore.
I’m their Queen.
And Hell Court is about to learn exactly what happens when three obsessed kings finally get the woman who was born to rule them.
Read on for a lethal FMC who claims her men, obsessive bikers, blood binding ceremony, mountain MC war, and three ruthless bikers who’ll burn everything to keep their savage Queen. HEA Guaranteed!
