HE MADE ME PREGNANT WITH HIS BASTARD BABY. Maybe I should have seen this coming. If I’d thought through it even for just a second, it would have been obvious: This was all a bad idea. I shouldn’t have run away from my parents. I shouldn’t have gone into that bar. I shouldn’t have submitt
Stolen by the Biker: Southern Crows MC
✍ Scribed by Day, Laura
- Book ID
- 108793218
- Publisher
- UNKNOWN
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 445 KB
- Series
- Southern Crows MC
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B01M0UA6DQ
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
He set my world on fire, and burned until there was nothing left. TEAGAN: I knew he was trouble. Knew but did nothing to stop him. My garage was neutral territory, and he turned it into a warzone. I should’ve known better than to trust him. But when he has me pinned against his rock-hard body. Leave my blood pounding for more. I can’t tear myself away. Can’t stop believing him each time he says. “Never forget, you’re mine.” JAY: I never intended on bringing my war to her door. She never asked me to keep her safe. But that was before I tasted her. Claimed her. Made her the only thing on my mind. Then my enemies put a target on her back. The bastards want us both dead. But I won’t give up what’s mine. Not without a fight Not ever.
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