Save Grace (Blood Legion MC Book 2)
✍ Scribed by Warren, Rie
- Book ID
- 110533693
- Year
- 2019
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 228 KB
- Series
- Blood Legion MC 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B07QX4Q97C
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Something wicked hot this way comes. SLADE I was a Marine. An operative. A hardcore soldier. Something brought me to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, and now I’m a biker. Whatever drew me here is bigger than my own baggage, and it isn’t the CIA, or Force-Recon, or anyone else. There’s a pull. Her name is Grace. She’s missing, possibly because of the MC and our haphazard raid on the White Lair. Grace is my new mission. An op. Nothing more. Until I finally locate the gorgeous woman who has built an even bigger barricade around herself than I have, and I realize I’ll never be free of her. GRACE I don’t want to be found. Not by anyone. Not anymore. Not after what’s been done to me against my will. As if enslavement at the White Lair wasn’t enough. It seems I don’t have a choice. I have a new client. He’s dark-browed, big all over, and broody beyond belief. This Killian Slade doesn’t force me. He doesn’t ask me to strip. He pays extra each time and he doesn’t even touch me. When he finds out the truth, he’ll hate me as much as I hate myself. Yet I can’t stop the hot hammering of my pulse where I’d only ever been hurt and used before—there’s a yearning to be with this singular man. I want to wake up from this nightmare, but the nightmare is just beginning.
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