β Scribed by Chelsea Camaron
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Serving a country full of flawed systems slowly eats away at a man. The domino effect of one person's crime going unpunished burns deeply.
He's no saint.
Gentry "Deacon" Hawkins is an all-American hero. He went from the star athlete to the elite of the Navy SEALs. When a mission went bad, costing the innocent lives of his team and some civilians, he was forever changed. Riding with the Devil's Due MC is the only peace he has found since getting out of the military.
She's not afraid to call herself a sinner.
Tempest Adams spends her every waking moment serving others. She has given her life to provide a safe haven for women and children while they rebuild their lives. At the end of every day she finds both satisfaction in her life and loneliness.
However, danger lurks in her world, under her roof.
Will Deacon put his anger aside? Can Tempest swallow her pride and ask for help?...
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