Author: | Amy Love | ISBN: | 9781386125150 |
Publisher: | eBook Publishing World | Publication: | December 17, 2017 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Amy Love |
ISBN: | 9781386125150 |
Publisher: | eBook Publishing World |
Publication: | December 17, 2017 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Xander is book 1 of the Black Hornets MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Serving Xander and Craving Xander are available everywhere now!
The last thing I need is a woman to look after.
XANDER
Until Johanna.
She was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and left me aching so hard for release that once wasn't enough.
She didn't invite me in, didn't ask for my protection.
But she better wise up and understand:
Better that she's protected by a monster like me.
Than left at the mercy of savages who want to make her bleed.
JOHANNA
His chiseled, tattooed body can’t hide his ruthless ways
I didn’t ask for Xander to protect me. Not now. Not ever.
But that didn’t stop him from pinning me, taking me from one climax to the next.
He frightens me.
Excites me
And when he stares at me....
I forget that he’s a criminal, that he’s dangerous.
I forget that his hands are stained with blood.
I forget that I'm not supposed to trust him.
Xander is book 1 of the Black Hornets MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Serving Xander and Craving Xander are available everywhere now!
The last thing I need is a woman to look after.
XANDER
Until Johanna.
She was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and left me aching so hard for release that once wasn't enough.
She didn't invite me in, didn't ask for my protection.
But she better wise up and understand:
Better that she's protected by a monster like me.
Than left at the mercy of savages who want to make her bleed.
JOHANNA
His chiseled, tattooed body can’t hide his ruthless ways
I didn’t ask for Xander to protect me. Not now. Not ever.
But that didn’t stop him from pinning me, taking me from one climax to the next.
He frightens me.
Excites me
And when he stares at me....
I forget that he’s a criminal, that he’s dangerous.
I forget that his hands are stained with blood.
I forget that I'm not supposed to trust him.