LOGINIn the heart of a city ruled by chaos, Armando Romos stands as the ruthless leader of the Demented Devils MC. Known for his fierce loyalty and unyielding power, he thrives in a world where weakness is a sin. But everything changes when a sudden ambush leaves him bleeding in a park, a bullet wound signaling an unexpected turn in his tumultuous life. Maya Connor, a compassionate nurse seeking a moment of peace, stumbles upon Armando's crumpled form. Initially, Armando's pride and fierce independence resist her offer of help; he's a man used to being in control, not relying on anyone. Yet as the blood pools around him, desperation forces him to confront his mortality and the bitter betrayal that led him here. With no choice but to surrender to Maya's care, he discovers that she sees beyond the ink and anger etched on his skin. As she tends to his wounds, a spark ignites between them, bridging the divide between their worlds-a world of violence and a realm of healing. Caught between the violent loyalty of the Demented Devils and a burgeoning passion for the woman who saved him, Armando must face his past and make a choice: embrace the chance for redemption with Maya or be dragged back into the darkness that claims so many.
View MoreDemetri was still and quiet on the bed that Armando had put him on. The breathing tube was still down his throat, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that felt steadier than before—but I knew it was only a matter of time before they came looking for us.The hospital knew he was gone. I was gone too. They’d piece it together soon enough: I took him. And once the CCTV footage surfaced—me dragging his limp body to my car—it would be everywhere. My face. My hands. My panic.My nerves were shot. My hands shook with fear and I hated every minute of it, but I had no choice. Reaper’s crew was going to kill him. What they did to him was cruel and evil, and now that I knew he was my boyfriend—my Demetri—it only made things worse than they already were.I sat beside him, brushing his hair back from his forehead, whispering things I wasn’t sure he could hear. “You’re safe now,” I said. “You’re home.”But the compound didn’t feel safe. Not anymore.Armando’s crew was scattered across the
I watched from the window, breath shallow, pulse hammering against my ribs. Armando’s hand slid over Maya’s shoulder—slow, deliberate. My stomach twisted at the sight, the brief flutter in my chest turning razor-sharp when she flinched, recoiling to the edge of the couch. Embarrassment flickered across Armando’s face before he pushed to his feet, retreating to the kitchen. A glass clattered—then another. His movements were rough, unsteady, frustration leaking into the way he knocked things over. Enough. I stepped inside, letting the door slam behind me with a force that made Maya jolt. Armando stiffened, his hands tightening around the counter’s edge as he caught sight of me. My gaze flicked to Maya, watching as she drifted toward Demetri—toward safety. Slowly, I reached behind me and pushed the door closed, sealing us inside. Just him and me. The kitchen reeked of whiskey and unease. I slid into the chair, dragging it against the floor, letting the sound slice through the ten
A wave of unease twisted my stomach as I yanked my sweater over my scrubs. My head spun slightly, the lingering effects of whatever had wrecked me, but at least I could keep water down—that was a victory, right? Grabbing my keys, I glanced at the clock, the numbers blurring momentarily before snapping into focus. My car, returned just yesterday, sat waiting outside. A junker, sure, but it was mine—battered, beaten, and paid for.“Mom, I’m leaving!” My voice echoed through the house, cutting through the sound of the upstairs shower sputtering to life.My father was already gone, retreating to his other life—his apartment, his other daughter, his mother… my grandmother. The thought burned like acid in my chest, but I swallowed it down and forced myself to move.The drive to the hospital passed in a haze, the rattling hum of my Camry doing little to drown out the storm inside my head. I parked under a tree, its leaves clinging stubbornly to the branches like my grip on sanity. Grabbin
There’s a truth I’ve buried deep within me, a dark secret that claws at my insides, screaming to be set free. But courage has never been my strong suit—especially when it comes to Maya. The weight of what I should reveal crushes me, yet I know I’ll never find the strength to share it. The summons from the elders isn’t just an ordinary call; it’s a summons steeped in dread. When the elders reach out, everything else falls away—you drop everything and go, no questions asked, no rescheduling. I know exactly why they’ve summoned me: Armando. His time is up, a fact as inevitable as night falling after day. In our world, we’re led to believe we control our fates, but the truth is darker. The elders allow us to thrive, to live our lives, but make no mistake—they pull the strings. We live under their shadow, bound by a blood oath that promises loyalty until death—or, as they like to put it, execution.Armando has crossed too many lines, triggering their wrath. I brace myself, knowing I’ve be












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