CERBERUS MC SERIES
•Not afraid to speak my mind?
Check, check, and check.
I'm also President of the Cerberus MC, a former Marine, and easy on the eyes with arms made to hold a woman tight. I'm the whole package.
I'm not conceited; I'm convinced, and Emmalyn Mikaelson doesn't have a clue what she's gotten herself into by jumping on the back of my bike. Special Forces.
I fell in love with an underage girl.
The day we met she downed a bottle of pills and tried to jump off a bridge.
Not exactly the love story you want to tell your grandchildren, is it?
I could go into detail. Give you the nitty gritty, but I'm worried that the details won't matter when you find out just how badly I messed everything up...
I'm no stranger to a woman warming my bed.
Just like riding my bike, the freedom I get from deciding if one night should turn into two, or if a number should be deleted altogether, is thrilling.
I've never been dishonest about what my expectations are.
What's new for me is being the one ghosted.
So imagine my surprise when the girl who decided I wasn't enough shows up on my doorstep burdened with the consequences of her own lies and deceit.
One day she's standing on my porch, and the next she's being held a prisoner in my house.
Retiring from the Marine Corps didn't mean I stopped serving the civilians of this great nation. Serving her would be my absolute pleasure.
I know why I said yes when she asked for help.
Her wild hair, long legs, and a mouth I'd love to teach a thousand lessons definitely weighed my decision in her favor.
Now, preventing the war she started when she arrived, that's the easy part.
I've always been a connoisseur of the opposite sex. Tall, short, thin, thick and juicy, my tastes knew no limitations.
That became abundantly clear the night my best friend took me in his mouth.
Sure, there'd been close calls before, the slip of a hand or misplaced lips. With our propensity to share women, it was bound to happen.
That fateful night, I was met with pure intention and an experience I never want to forget.
Falling for a friend has never been so complicated.
My plan was as simple as they come… in theory. Show up at the Cerberus clubhouse and give dear old Dad a piece of my mind. What I didn’t expect was being welcomed by the open arms of a father who had no idea I existed.
More importantly, I didn’t anticipate HER. Delilah Donovan was a breath of fresh air. She would soon become my reason for wanting to become a better man, my reason for getting out of bed with a smile on my normally sneering face. But no matter how much I changed, she’d always be too good for a man like me.
It was over before it could even begin.
My first job with the Cerberus MC was to grab a girl from a seedy bar. Easy money, right?
The moment I realized the blonde I was hunting wasn’t around, I ended up captivated by a redhead dancing on the stage. With her striking features and sinful body, I knew she was trouble, but that didn’t stop me from making her mine that night.
When I learned that she WAS the job, everything became clouded.
I was only looking for a one night stand, but when the dust settled and she ran, my only desire was to chase her.
Should I risk my job, and quite possibly my life, in order to have her? Would she even stay if I caught her?
I was the golden child. The one all the Cerberus guys looked up to. I was on my way to becoming the next career Marine.
But after my last deployment to Syria, being a Marine was no longer an option.
Unfortunately, my not so honorable discharge from the Corps didn’t get rid of the demons created while I was enlisted.
Not even my childhood friend can save me. I’ll destroy her just like I destroyed everything else I touched.
Who says you can’t fall in love at seven years old?
I know I did.
The love I felt for my babysitter, Camryn Davison at such a young age transformed over time.
By the time I was a teen that love turned into fantasies I knew would never come true.
By the time I saw her again at twenty-one I was determined to make those fantasies a reality.
If only she’d see me as the man I am now and not the little boy she used to soothe when I had nightmares as a child.
She’s the only one that has an issue with our seven-year age difference, but I’m determined to prove to her that a younger man is exactly what she needs.
The plans I made for my life didn’t pan out.
I walked away from my best friend, my lover, the only man I could see spending my life with to make a career of being a Marine, but it didn’t happen.
A car accident took him away from me before I realized the mistake I’d made.
Now, thirteen years later, I’ve met a woman and a man who makes everything seem ideal.
He’s perfect in a familiar kind of way, and she’s the kind of brand new you can’t get enough of.
It’s just my luck that one’s a ghost and the other is my boss’s daughter.
These plans may not pan out either.
**This is NOT a paranormal romance**
**Tug is a standalone MMF novel in an interconnected series**
I’m no one’s savior.
I work with the Cerberus MC for the thrills, not for the glory.
Saving people who’ve been trafficked is just a side benefit, coming in second to the adrenaline rush of eradicating some of the evil in the world.
Mia Vazquez didn’t seem to get the memo.
When I pulled her out of Hell, she wouldn’t let go. She literally wrapped her arms around my neck and refused to release me.
I did the only thing I could do; I held her back.
For weeks I stayed by her side, comforting her and assuring her things would eventually get better.
She managed to climb inside of me, and then she took off.
Mia Vazquez didn’t get the memo.
She’s mine, and letting go of me doesn’t mean I’ll let go of her.