One look at the new tatted up president of Savage Reign MC, and I knew trouble had found me.
Whispers slither through New Orleans, all carrying the same warning about Liam “Reaper” Black.
Villain. Killer. Anti-hero to the core.
A savage.
With Bratva blood on his hands and a past haunted by the dead, he’s a storm I should’ve run from. But I couldn’t resist his gravelly voice, his possessive touch, or those forbidden, soul-stealing kisses.
Our one night was supposed to be a fantasy—no strings, no regrets.
I walked away, sure I’d never see him again.
Until I saw two pink lines. I’ve lived in Haven, Louisiana for all of a minute with a plan to keep my nose in a book and my name off people’s tongues. It was a good plan, too. The fresh start I needed. Until Savage Reign’s new president rumbles in and plays shining knight.
He’s got all the “touch her and die” vibes when danger closes in from a rival crew, but deep down, I know he’s everything I can’t have. My addiction. My undoing. Because Reaper’s world is lethal, and his secrets could destroy us both.
I’m trapped between the shadows of New Orleans and our small town and a man who could ruin me—or save us all.
Can I risk my heart—and our baby—for the devil I can’t forget?
