Morgan Gates

Brody: I’ll die for me clan. Though, I never met a woman worth a single bullet - until I set eyes on Justice Flowers. Justice’s in trouble, but won’t ask for clan protection. I give it anyway. Justice: I’m living for me now. Although Brody MacKenzie’s tropical blue eyes pierce through me, the rest of him is rugged, deadly. Brody paid my debt without my consent. I never intended to trade in a lunatic, to be chained to the devil. He’ll realize that I won’t submit. And I never will.

I've buried the woman I once wanted to spend my life with. Lost the son that I should be teaching to play rugby now. To lose Luxury Whitson is a pain worse than death. As a duke and a billionaire, I've always gotten what I wanted. She was always meant to be mine. Mine to own. Now, all I own are my bloody tears, and I’m not ready to let those fall yet.

I fought. It was a losing battle. I ran. His relentlessness ensnared me. I'm a token. A trinket. A toy for Victor's amusement. He's seductive. A dangerous deviant. Although I can't stop the madness, staying is lethal.

I’m conflicted, torn between right, wrong, and...love. My River has the MMA title within his grasp, and while some people view him as a monster, River’s my biggest motivation. My rock. All I have to do is part ties with the devil that got us this far. But while I’m planning our way out, everything that can go wrong does. And I worry that my enemy, who should fear me, is the only one winning. Again.

Respect all, fear none.... I lived by my father’s motto until River entered the MMA cage; River’s brown eyes reflected mystery, and his soul held darkness. Off-limits to a good girl like me. One day, the demons that haunted River swallowed him whole. Forever passed away, yet I failed at forgetting the beast who showed me a tender side of him. Now, I’m the law. A cop. River’s as gorgeous as sin. An ex-convict. And I’m the reason he was tossed in the slammer.