Desert King
You need to be tough to survive living in the desert. It’s ruled by outlaws, gangs, cartels, and dirty kings. Now the new Prez of the New Mexico Chapter of the RB MC has set his sights on me. But he’s not the only dark ruler who wants a queen.
I’m caught between rivals. Fought over like a prize.
But I’m no man’s possession. I’m as wild as the desert itself, full of rough edges and hair that blows like a tumbleweed. No man has tamed my rebellious heart yet. Tarak Cassadore is a black hole sucking me into his universe of mayhem. His Apache blood is strong and hot. His lineage shows in every hard plane of his face… in every corded muscle on his body. But If he thinks I have stars in my eyes like every other sweetbutt, he can think again.
I’m not a sucker for the new Desert King. Even if the heat in his eyes brands me with some sort of unspoken promise.
But his want puts an even bigger target on my back. The leader of the Black Scorpion MC decides to make his move against Tarak by taking me prisoner. Bound to both MC’s… which one will I chose? They all want to break me. Bend me to their will. But when I’m done, every desert king will bend the knee to me, their desert queen.
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