Breaker

She walks into the clubhouse with bruises she won’t explain… and eyes that beg me not to ask.

I didn’t survive war and the Twisted Devils by playing hero. I keep my world simple: loyalty, violence, and rules — especially the one about staying away from trouble in a pretty package. But Riley Monroe is all soft curves, shaking hands, and secrets sharp enough to cut. One look at her and my discipline fractures. One touch and I’m done.

Riley is running. From a past that won’t stay buried. From a monster who doesn’t take no for an answer. And the closer she gets to me, the more danger bleeds into my club’s territory — whispered warnings that turn into screams, fresh bodies in the woods, and a predatorwho lurks just out of sight until it’s too late.