Spectre’s Jinx by Naomi Porter

They say love hurts, and life’s a circus.

I don’t care what they say.
Spectre is a sinfully handsome bad boy and worth a fractured heart.
Like him, I love my freedom, and nobody tells me what to do.
But I would do anything for that biker.

When my mom kicks me out of the house, Spectre feels obligated to help me.
But I refuse to be a burden and tie him down.
He can have his freedom.

Little did I know, he actually loves me.
Maybe what I think is bad luck is a beautiful stroke of luck.

If only I’d known his feelings before getting mixed up with the carnies.