Some rules were meant to be broken.
Badass biker Ryan ‘Tiny’ Nelson has no plans to settle down.
But when the feisty Mercedes ‘Missy’ Soto shows up at the Charon MC clubhouse,
it only takes one taste before they’re both hooked. When Missy’s past catches
up with her, can Tiny find the woman he’s fallen for in time to give her a
Christmas to remember, or is she lost to him forever?
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Khloe
Wren grew up in the Adelaide Hills before her parents moved the family to
country South Australia when she was a teen. A few years later, Khloe moved to
Melbourne which was where she got her first taste of big city living.
After
a few years living in the big city, she missed the fresh air and space of
country living so returned to rural South Australia. Khloe currently lives in
the Murraylands with her incredibly patient husband, two strong willed young
daughters, an energetic dog and two curious cats.
Khloe
started writing in 2012 after complications from major surgery left her unable
to do much other than read, and write for several months. She now has over
twenty published romantic suspense books under her belt.
While
Khloe doesn’t ride a bike herself, yet, she loves riding pillion behind her
husband on the rare occasion they get to go out without their daughters.
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Excerpts:
1#
“Just
go and get your girl already.”
A
growl rumbled up my throat and I spun to storm the rest of the way down the
hallway, unfortunately, with Keg on my heels the whole way.
“She
ain’t my girl.”
My
younger club brother scoffed. “You can lie to yourself all you want, brother.
The rest of us see the way you two look at each other. Tell me, have you noticed
how she’s always available when you go looking?”
“She’s
a club whore, Keg. It’s kinda her job to always be fucking available.”
And
didn’t that very thought set my teeth on edge. Dammit.
“And
that look on your face right now, would be the reason why the prettiest girl in
that room is the one used the least.”
Clenching
the hand not holding my beer into a fist I spun on my brother. “You got no
fucking idea what you’re talking about.”
He
shook his head with a sad expression. “Whatever, Tiny. Your loss. Because with
the amount of Cowboys here tonight, she won’t be left alone for long. Your
choice whether you fucking man up and get to her first or not. Despite the rule
against it, you wouldn’t be the first Charon to pick his old lady from the club
whores, you know?”
2#
Except
for one thing, I loved life here at the Charon MC clubhouse. That one thing was
Tiny. Damn, but he was a beautiful man. Messy dark hair, scruffy beard and
soulful hazel eyes I could stare into all damn day. And despite his road-name,
he wasn’t small in the least. Nope, he was huge, like a bear. He wasn’t only
tall at six feet five, but broad in the shoulders, too. When he came for me, I
adored how he’d hold me against him. It felt like he’d keep me safe from
everything when he wrapped me up in his big arms. His size easily dwarfed me,
but I never felt intimidated. Nope, I felt safe. Protected.
A
sigh escaped me as I made my way back to the bar for more drinks to take back
out there. He didn’t search me out much anymore. Fawn, another of the club
whores who I lived with, told me it was because he wanted me for more than some
quick relief. But if that were the case, wouldn’t he be all over me whenever he
could? Fawn said that was why I didn’t get chosen by the others very often,
because they didn’t want to piss Tiny off. Well, they pissed me off.
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