Hunted Love Box Set: Big Game, Bounty, Captured (31 page)

Kellen rolled up the clubhouse, still furious with himself. That whole fucking job had been doomed from the start. He should have followed his instincts. Now four good Brothers lay dead. And while he knew Barger killed them, he held Alexander Blackwell ultimately responsible. Sure he'd like to get his hands on Barger. But with that unlikely, he'd settled for revenge on Blackwell.

The bastard had been released on bond and come home to find Kellen waiting. And had the balls to brag about his role in the whole thing, as if it had a successful outcome. Too disgusted to waste the energy killing the idiot, Kellen had beaten him. Alexander Blackwell now knew what a real outlaw was all about.

Being home always felt good, but this time, he missed something other than the deceased Hell Raiders. He grabbed his saddle bags and went into the house. Several people hung around but no one dared speak to him. He must look as nasty as he felt.

He headed straight for the shower. Maybe the hot water would carry away some of his bad mood. Somehow he doubted it.

Standing under the spray, he should be consumed with the need for revenge, but that fire was strangely absent. Had he lost his killer instinct? Would he have to leave the MC? He couldn't be the President and not have the balls to do what needed doing.

His muscles relaxed a little, some of the tension leaving. It didn't matter. None of it. He finished up and dried off, shaved carefully and headed naked for his room. In the hall, a nameless woman eyed him hungrily. They all wanted to be the President's Ol' Lady.

He looked her up and down and she gave a hopeful smile. "Sorry, honey, I'm taken." He pushed through the door into his room

What the hell made him say that?

His phone buzzed and his dick twitched with anticipation when Vicky's number came up. "What are you wearing?"

"I'm stuck at a stupid function my mother is holding. I snuck away to call you."

"I'm glad you did." Should he tell her he was home? An idea struck him. "Maybe you'll be able to get away later."

"I doubt it. This thing will last until evening. Any idea when you'll be home? No other pussy?"

He laughed a little. "No, no other pussy." He stared at the page in his little notebook with her home address. Tracking her down was the best idea he'd had in a long while. "Hey, I need to go take care of something. Be ready for me to call you in about two hours, okay?"

She sighed. "Okay. But hurry. If the Senator tries to look down my dress one more time, I might cut his throat."

Kellen laughed. "I'll hurry. Talk to you soon." He ended the call and dressed in a hurry.

He left the clubhouse in a much better mood than he'd entered it and climbed back on his bike. The almost two hour ride meant nothing and passed like a heartbeat.

The shaded street of the rich neighborhood filtered traffic noise from the houses, but he made sure they could all hear him, letting the Harley scream.

He paused at the curb and stared up at the big three-story Victorian. The driveway with its mini-parking lot was packed with maybe a dozen high dollar vehicles. The kind his boys would love to boost. He'd found the right place. Might as well go see her.

He turned into the driveway and rode up past all those fancy cars with his heart in his throat. Damn. He'd never been nervous about a woman before.

At the door, rather than dismount and ring the bell, he gunned the engine. The door opened in a matter of seconds and a man in a black tux stood there with a disapproving scowl. "Yes?"

"Wait." A female voice came from within. "That's for me, I think." She came forward, a stunning vision in royal blue silk and diamonds.

"Hey, little girl. You ready for the ride of your life?"

She turned to the man, whose jaw hung open. "Tell Mother I had to leave and give her my apologies." She bent and gave the hem of the silk dress a hard tug and the seam parted to the top of her thigh.

Kellen watched, fascinated, as she strode from the house in her designer high heels.

"I'm more than ready." She slung her leg over the back of his bike and pulled her hips up close. "Let's see what kind of trouble we can find."

He had a feeling he could just point them wherever the headlight wanted to go, and not stop until the tank was empty, and then just start over. Foolish. No woman was worth changing the way he did things.

Or was she?

The End

This concludes the Hunted Love series. I hope you enjoyed, and if you have a moment, please leave an honest review on Amazon.com and Goodreads.com. 

What's Next?

After I completed the Hunted Love series, I decided Kellen should have his own book. "Kellen's Redemption", a standalone MC Romance, came out in early May 2015. Outlaw MC President Kellen and his illegal arms dealer/debutante girlfriend, Vicky, face many obstacles, beginning with keeping each alive.

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Outlaw MC President Kellen and debutante/illegal arms dealer Vicki face many challenges before they can explore their interest in each other, beginning with staying alive. Sparks fly between the two when they meet for a gun deal, but Kellen doesn't know the Russian mob has put a price on Vicki's head. He and his Club could end up in the middle of all-out war as paid guns. Does Kellen like Vicki enough to risk his neck by getting involved?

Can Vicki trust his help? Or is he another part of the trap her father's old foes have laid? How will she know the difference before it's too late?

Watch for Dixon's Resurrection, coming August 2015!

Dixon looks like a Boy Scout, but his past is far from clean. The Hell Raiders Prospect finally has things on the ball, even Georgie. But the ghosts from his former life refuse to stay buried and come back to haunt him.

Georgie was a cop, fired for excessive force, but now she manages the Rattlesnake. When Dix helps her with a nasty little issue from her past, will she give in to the temptation he offers?

Determined to pull Dix back in at any cost, his ghosts go after his most obvious weakness. When Georgie is taken, she fights like hell, but even she can't overcome such evil. Terrified, Dix calls on the Hell Raiders for help. Can he save Georgie from the hell that awaits her? Or will it claim them both?

Beyond the Hell Raiders, who knows? My story idea file grows daily, leaving me with a very difficult decision: What should I write next? Gladiator? Modern Pirate? Soldiers in the future? Or maybe a Paranormal? Sci-fi? Or any one of the hundreds of other ideas I have plotted and waiting their turn—all romance, but covering various romance sub-genres. I'll decide when I open a new document and start writing. You'll be able to keep up by following my social media pages:

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