Saving Blood/RBMC

Blood didn’t do drama. Protect his club, keep it simple . . . Until a badass woman fights her way into his life and makes him challenge the only family he’s ever known~~The Royal Bastards

Blood:

As VP of the Royal Bastards MC Tijuana chapter, I’ve defended our club and my prez against the shady dealings of the cartel. Women sharing my bed~~absolutely. No drama. No commitment. I like to keep things simple.

Until . . . Maxine

A badass woman with mad skills in the cage, and a body made for sin. Only one problem—she’s got a wise ass mouth and every time we get within two feet of each other we end up in a pissing contest.

I can’t control the dirty thoughts running through my brain and when we finally fall into bed it’s more than we expected, but I know she’s got secrets and I’m no savior.

 Every street-smart bone in my body tells me to run, but I can’t—even if it means screwing the only family I’ve ever know~~The Royal Bastards.

Maxine:

I’ve trained and toned my body to expel the demons from my past. Fighting in the cage is my sanctuary leaving no room for a filthy-mouth biker with a gladiator’s body.

Men like Blood are my kryptonite so of course I fall into bed with him. Worst decision ever especially when the secrets from my past can get us both killed.