After spending the last two
years stuck behind bars for a crime she didn’t commit, Harlow ‘Princess’ Gavelson’s
time inside has finally come to an end, and she’s ready for revenge. Unfortunately, being the daughter
to the Vice President of the Ravage Motorcycle Club cuts into her plans, as orders must be followed.
Trying to settle back into this life is proving difficult when the tables are turned and the woman who
framed her is out for blood. Lucky for Princess, growing up in a MC has taught her how to hold her
own.
After spending years in
hell overseas, Donavon ‘Cruz’ came home to lose the very thing he went into hell for,
sending him to the darkest moments of his life. Joining Ravage two years ago was his safe haven, and he
protects his family at all costs.
When a dark-haired
bombshell struts into the club’s shop, he’s caught off guard but immediately knows she’s the one he’d
do anything for. Tough as nails, and taking no crap from anyone, he’s captivated by a woman who could
handle this life. Trying to meet the needs of the MC business and follow his heart proves to be difficult
when the two collide, and lives are at stake.
Can these two find a way
to be together, or will the needs of Ravage cost them everything, including their lives?
*Contains
mature content including, sex and violence. Mature audiences only.*
We meet Harlow “Princess” when she gets out of jail after spending time behind bars for something she didn’t do. The first day that she is out she heads home to her family. The Ravage MC. Its there that she meets Cruz. There is an instant attraction between the two and Cruz wants her. Only problem, she doesn’t sleep with the brothers.
Cruz has his own demons, and joining the MC changed his life. When he met Princess, he knew she was the one to help mend his family back together.
Their connection was intense and he wasn’t going to let her get away. When things happen that threaten to rip them apart, they have to fight. I knew from the beginning they would set the sheets on fire. But I wasn’t expecting the sweet side to the story. (Once you read it you will know what Im talking about).
I absolutely loved Cruz and Princess. Cant wait for more!
5 HUMONGOUS STARS
“Sugar, you just stirred up
a shit storm.” The southern drawl to his voice mixed with the smell of leather, cigarettes, and radiating
testosterone would have made my pussy clench, but he ruined that by pressing a damn gun to my
head.
“Low, don’t.” I ignored
Casey just as I always did. Quickly, I turned my body. As my arm reached back to knock the gun out of
his hand, I instantly froze. The three patch rag falling on his chest was a red light flashing in my eyes.
Immediately, I stopped, putting my hands in front of me. I would never touch a brother, outside of the
ring that is.
The man standing in front
of me caught my breath and short-circuited my senses. His broad shoulders were covered with a skin-
tight, black t-shirt and leather rag adorned with several patches that fit him like a glove. His bulging
arms were covered in tattoos from the wrist up. They were flexed, one pointed the gun with precision,
and the other was fisted at his side. His light caramel hair was cut short on the sides, but longer on the
top, begging for a woman’s fingers to run through it. His beard was cut very short to his skin making my
mouth water, wondering what it would feel like between my thighs. His sapphire eyes narrowed at me
as I stared effortlessly in them, becoming entranced unable to speak.
“What the fuck is going on
here?” Breaking from this man’s stare, I focused on the familiar voice I’ve missed for too long. Pops eyes
swept the room quickly, and when his eyes landed on mine, the anger in them instantly faded. “What
the hell’s going on?” He eyed the man with the gun pointed directly at my head and he clenched his
hands into fists.
“Hey, Pops,” I said, turning
my eyes back to the beautiful specimen in front of me, wanting him to know that I wasn’t afraid. If I
needed a bullet in my head, so be it. I wouldn’t shy away.
“You know this bitch?” the
hot asshole in front of me clipped, and my lip curled slowly. If he wasn’t wearing that rag, I’d show him
how much of a bitch I could be.
“Put the damn gun down,
Cruz,” Pops said jokingly. The anger dripping off this man’s face in front of me told me he didn’t see
anything funny about this. He began to take a step closer. “Cruz. Stop!” Pops barked loudly as the other
guys started walking up behind him. Cruz instantly stopped, but kept the gun on me. “Cruz, this is my
daughter, Princess.”
“Shit. Are you fucking
kidding me?” Cruz’s anger was actually pretty funny, and I had to stifle the small laugh that wanted to
escape. I had too much respect to let it fly. But the shocked look on his face was pretty priceless coming
from a tattooed hot-ass. I probably should have told him that sooner, but what can I say … I was born a
bitch.
“No, I’m not fucking
kidding you. Get the fuck away from her, and put the goddamn gun down.” Moving my head to Pops,
I could see he was fuming. Whenever Pops was mad, his forehead turned bright red, and the lines
throughout it became more prominent along with the vein that ticked with this heartbeat. It’s a look I
always hated growing up, and it used to scare the ever-loving shit out of me.
My eyes flicked back
while Cruz took one more look at me. “If you’re still pissed later, we can meet in the ring.” I smiled my
damnedest. I could see the smoke threatening to come out of his ears. Confusion laced his eyes, but I
wasn’t about to explain right now. I held out my hand to Cruz, “Nice to meet ya. I’m Harlow.” He stared
me down as if he was hoping he could make me combust into a million pieces. Sorry Buddy, your super
powers won’t work. I’ve been here too long to let that get me.
He tentatively lowered the
gun, putting it behind his back, bringing his hand to mine. My hand slipped into his warm, rough, strong
grip, a shock raced through my body, beginning at my connected hand and racing all the way through to
my feet setting my body on fire. “Cruz.”
Ryan Michele’s a mom and
wife who works full time. She lives in the Midwest and enjoys being outside when the weather’s nice.
She even helps out in the corn field when it’s necessary.
Ryan Michele has a huge
obsession with reading, which only came to life after her best friend said she had to read Twilight. After
reading that series, her entire world changed in the blink of an eye. Not only was she sucked into new
worlds and all of the wonderful words authors put down on paper, she felt the urge to begin to write
down the characters that played inside of her head. In doing so, Safe was born. Then Wanting You and
currently Ravage Me.
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