Stax by Autumn Summers

Leading a motorcycle club means having to be strong for these bikers, but when I saw her face I couldn’t help but wrap my hands around her throat.

Stax:
I’m the president of the Malicious Monks MC.
Leading a motorcycle club means having to be strong for these bikers.
Being a leader means not reacting on a whim, but when I saw her face I couldn’t help but wrap my hands around her throat.
I hated her!
She ruined my life and I wanted her to pay.
But deep down inside I felt uneasy, like maybe I wasn’t doing the right thing.
Could the whole thing just be a terrible misunderstanding?

Jewl:
He’s the president of the Malicious Monks motorcycle club and he wanted to kill me, for something I didn’t even do.
I was furious with him, because the bastard wouldn’t listen!
But in my twisted fashion I was strangely attracted to his cold beautiful eyes and that hard, rugged body.
I couldn’t get enough.
Being a woman hell bent on revenge, I had to stay focused if I wanted to get rid of the SOB who ruined my life.
Haunting me with pain since childhood, I finally had a chance to get’em.
But could I trust a biker who tried to kill me, to help me?