SINGLE DAD BIKER
He’s a single dad with a leather vest and a whole world of secrets.
She’s a second-grade teacher who’s about to break all the rules.
Deacon "Grim" Miller, the Sergeant-at-Arms of the Ravens MC, has only ever lived by two codes: the one for his club and the one for his daughter, Lily. He’s a man built for battle, a survivor in a world of ruthless rivalries. But at home, he’s just a father trying to give his little girl a normal life… a life she can't have because of the trauma of his past.
Amelia Vance is a woman who values order, routine, and safety above all else. When she notices Lily is struggling, she’s determined to help, but the last thing she expects is to meet the child's father… a man whose presence feels like a storm she should run from.
Their two worlds should never collide. He’s a danger to her well-ordered life. She’s a threat to the secrets he guards. But when a fire drill triggers Lily's deep-seated trauma and a rival gang's patch shows up in the child's pocket, Deacon is left with a choice: push Amelia away or let her in, risking everything he holds dear. To save the child they both love, they'll have to face the truth and a danger that might tear them apart forever.
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Chapter: 3: The Truth, or a version of itMickey's Diner was on the edge of town. It was the kind of place people went to be alone. The neon sign flashed. It went from "Open" to "Op n." Pink light hit the broken-up parking lot.Amelia parked her car between a rusty truck and Deacon's Harley bike. Her hands shook a little on the wheel. She had changed her clothes three times. She finally wore jeans and a sweater. It was casual enough but also looked professional. It was her way of remembering why she was here.A bell above the door rang when she walked in. The smell of grease and old coffee hit her. The place was mostly empty. An old man was reading a paper. The waitress looked like she had seen everything bad in the world.Deacon sat in a back booth. He was as far from other people as he could get. He had on a black hoodie instead of his vest. But he still looked dangerous. Like a wild animal waiting to move."You came," he said when she sat down across from him."Did you think I wouldn't?"He looked at her face in the low li
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Chapter: 2: The First TruceThe next two days were quiet. A strange, tense quiet. Deacon didn’t call. Amelia didn’t try to call him either, even though her body is itching to call.At 10:47 AM, the fire alarm at Meadowbrook Elementary started screaming. It cut through the calm morning like a knife. It was just a drill. It was supposed to happen. But Amelia watched. Lily Miller’s face went dead white."No, no, no," Lily whispered. Her small hands went to her ears. She started breathing fast and quietly. She rocked back and forth in her chair."Lily, honey, it’s okay," Amelia said. She walked to her right away. The other kids were walking out in straight lines. "It's just a practice."But Lily didn't hear her. The little girl’s eyes were wide and not focused. She was staring at something only she could see. "The loud noises," she gasped. She was breathing fast. "They sound like... like that night..."Amelia got on her knees next to Lily's desk. Her voice was calm and steady. Her heart was beating fast. "Lily, look
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Chapter: 1: The Parent-Teacher Conference “Your dad should be here to pick you up soon,” Amelia said as she gently rubbed Lily’s head. Lily is her student who has made her concerned for a while now. Lily’s art was different, there were always shadows and people with no faces. One drawing was really messed up, it was a small girl hiding under a table with red scribbles everywhere in the background.She had tried to reach out to her dad several times, she left messages and even sent a note home with Lily. Most parents wanted to talk about their kids but Lily’s dad seemed not to want to talk to her at all.Just when she was losing hope of seeing him, the sound of a motorcycle shook the building. She watched the man getting off the huge black Harley looked like something from a bad dream. He was tall and wide, he walked with a lot of confidence, his dark hair was pulled back, and even from far away, she could see the tattoos on his arms like sleeves."Are you the teacher?" His voice was rough as he approached which made her want
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Chapter: PROLOGUEThe plastic grocery bags cut into Amelia Vance's fingers as she pushed through the automatic doors of Miller's Market. Two years. Two years since she fled this suffocating small town and the man who had shattered her heart into pieces so small she wasn't sure they will ever fit back together.The late afternoon sun painted everything in golden hues that should have been beautiful, but all Amelia felt was the familiar knot of anxiety in her chest. Coming back here was a mistake. She knew it the moment she signed the lease on the little house across from the elementary school. But running away hadn't healed her; it had just postponed the inevitable reckoning with her past.She fumbled for her car keys, desperate to get home before…"Amelia."That voice. Rough velvet and broken promises, it stopped her heart mid-beat. She has heard it in her dreams for two years, but hearing it now, in real life, made her legs go weak.Slowly, she turned.Deacon "Grim" Miller stood twenty feet away, lea
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