Fierce by Nina Levine
Book Two In The Storm MC Series
Contemporary Adult Romance
Published 28th February 2014
She’s everything he’s never wanted. He’s everything she’s never known.
Scott Cole is a force to be reckoned with. As Vice President of the Storm Motorcycle Club he carries out his duties with a ruthless determination. He moves through life with a clear agenda - protect his club and his family at all costs.
He is intense.
He is loyal.
He is fierce.
He doesn’t give his love easily, but when he does, he loves fiercely. Settling down, however, has never been part of his plan.
Harlow James is a country girl who has never met a biker in her life. She is also done with men. In her experience all they ever do is lie, cheat or steal. When she meets Scott Cole she knows he is heartbreak on legs.
He is confident.
He is sexy.
He is bossy.
She knows she must fight her growing attraction to this complex man in order to guard her heart. When his world crashes into hers and dangercomes calling, Scott’s fierce desire to protect kicks in and Harlow realises that she might just have found a man worth taking a risk on.
“I get the impression that underneath that badass biker image there’s a gentle giant.”
“No, there’s just me, Harlow. There’s no image; I am what I am. Don’t fuck with me because I’ll fuck back,” he said, roughly, eyes piercing mine.
I leant forward, towards him. “I get that, but from where I’m standing, what I see is that for the people who don’t fuck with you, you’d give your life for them. And just for the record, I don’t fuck with people. Ever.”
He stiffened and his jaw muscles tightened. His breathing that had been deep and even was now ragged, and his eyes reached into my soul. I struggled to keep my own breathing even as the intensity of his gaze sent sparks of electricity through me. When he reached his hand up and ran his thumb over my lips, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest and goosebumps flooded my skin.
Our faces were so close now, and when he spoke, his warm breath touched my lips. “The more I get to know you, the more I want to know you,” he rasped.
Storm by Nina Levine
Book One In The Storm MC Series
Contemporary Adult Romance
Life can be a bitch but love can get you through any storm.
Madison Cole’s family is the Storm Motorcycle Club. Her father is the President and her brother is the VP. She grew up surrounded by bikers, crime and violence. Two years ago she walked away from her family and the world they live in. Her soul was shattered, her heart was broken and she had an addiction she couldn't shake. She picked up the pieces and put herself back together. Now her family wants her back. The club is being threatened and they send a club member to return her home to safety; the one person that could destroy everything she has worked so hard to build.
Jason Reilly has sacrificed a lot for the motorcycle club he calls family. Two years ago he made the biggest sacrifice of all; he gave up the woman he loved for them. Now he is being sent to bring her back and he is conflicted. He thought he was over her but discovers their connection is as strong as ever. Their love was all-consuming, passionate and fiery. It was also their undoing and he doesn't know if either of them is strong enough to battle the demons that ripped them apart, to find love again.
Madison and Jason are brought back together by a force out of their control; one that pushes them to a breaking point. Can they overcome their past and discover a love worth fighting for or will the harsh reality of their world finally and completely break them both?
I found her sitting at the bar with Stoney. I likedStoney, but I didn’t like the way he was looking at Madison. “Eyes off her tits, Stoney,” I snapped.
Madison’s eyes widened and I waited for her response but she surprised the fuck out of me with her silence.
“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled, moving off his stool to stand, “I’m outta here.”
“His eyes weren’t on my tits, J,” she said as we watched him leave.
“Yeah, baby, they were.”
She rolled her eyes, “You weren’t even standing in front of him to be able to know that.”
I moved into her space, pushed my body up against her side and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Leaning my face down, I spoke into her ear so that only she could hear me, “I know they were because you’re wearing a low cut, tight dress that your tits are almost spilling out of and it’s exactly where my eyes would have been if I was Stoney.”
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