Damned: Seven Tribesmen MC (30 page)

Everything about him screamed at me to stay away.

He was dangerous.
 

He was trouble.
 

He was a heart breaker.
 

A living reminder of the worst day of my life.
 

I should have stayed away from him.
 

… but I didn’t.
 

Now, he’s dragging me into his world with its dangerous mix of secrets and doubts and lies—a world of dark sensual pleasures and a place where I must leave my good girl life behind.
 

A world that I can’t come back from.
 

A world that I don’t
 
want
 
to come back from…
 

I knew I couldn’t run from him forever.

Eight years ago, I thought I left it all behind. I thought I left him behind. Nicholas Stone. A dangerously delicious mix of tattoos, testosterone, and devilish charm. He had nearly ruined my life, my future, if I hadn’t cut him out of my life. 

I hate how I can’t chase him out of my mind. I hate how I can’t forget the way he used to hold me. The way he used to please me. The way he used to make me feel so 
alive
 when I was in his arms. 

And now he’s back in my life. 

And I know this time, he won’t let me go. 

Warning: this is a dark novel that deals with very disturbing topics. Not for the faint of heart readers. Caution is advised.

He’d been the last memory I had of Cascade Falls--the last mistake I made. But I’d be a liar to claim that he wasn’t the best damn mistake of my life.

For as long as I could remember, Van Palmer had been the guy I was taught to stay away from. He was a jerk. A cocky, arrogant, womanizing jerk, who spent most of his time cutting classes, skirting the law, and tearing up the road with his Harley.

Yep. A jerk.

A jerk with a killer body, an irresistible face, and a smile that could charm the panties off Mother Theresa.

A jerk whose arms and bed I fell into on my last night in Cascade Falls.

A jerk whose father is about to marry my mom.

A jerk that I can’t ever get out of my life…

... and a jerk that I’m not entirely sure if I want gone.