Falcon
Falcon – The ability to use my voice has been tampered by trauma. Communication has many forms and it seems the right woman only needs a text message with a photograph of me to speak her claim. She seals her fate with a single reply, and mine along with it.
Kenz – I’m not the kind of girl to settle down. Especially not with a biker from another brotherhood. Until my best friend texts me a photograph. The visual scars on his face along with the tattoos should raise all kind of red flags. Yet, there’s only one thought entering my mind when I look at him; mine.
Revenge is the root of havoc when it comes to love and loyalty. Some people will be killed for less, or will sacrifice it all for love. Will Falcon and Kenz be able to survive their lives colliding or die trying?
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