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About K.L. Savage
K.L. Savage is the pseudonym of two friends addicted to rough love, who decided they were tired of looking for the kind of books they wanted to read. They had an itch that needed to be scratched, and as every girl knows, nothing scratches better than an alpha.
They write about gritty, alpha males, sometimes their dark sides, and the women they love.
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Tis the season for an MC Christmas. 10 steamy stories sure to make the naughty list this year.
Blood is my sanction.
Pain is my salvation.
Fear is what I instill.
Especially for my Comet.
The warm barrel of a gun against my head? It won’t stop me from protecting what is mine.
Even if it means spilling more blood.
My love for her has been tested and I’m furious.
Seconds has turned to minutes.
Minutes has turned to hours.
And suddenly months have gone by without a change.
Trying to make Daphne remember is getting us nowhere.
It’s time to accept our fate.
This is the new us.
Giving up isn’t an option, but moving on is, and we are doing it together.
While we figure out how to be together again, we wait for her stepfather to be sentenced.
Even if I want to be the executioner.
And while time creeps by, I don’t give up hope she’ll come back to me.
In the chaos of fighting for our lives, fighting the flames that try to take us down, there is one thing stands strong.
And there are no limits to protect what’s mine.
A taste of time is nothing compared to the history we hold.
And sometimes time tells us when to let go.
But I’ll hold on tight until my death.
...And wishes do come true.
This is a new start.
A clean slate for not just me or Scarlett, but for everyone else that’s trusted me to make their life better.
Deciding to keep the Atlantic City chapter name was the right move.
Not only is the weight of the members on my shoulders, but the immense responsibility of proving ourselves to the city.
I need the community to accept us, to come to us when we need help, and most importantly, I don’t want them to fear us.
But it isn’t going to be easy.
Nothing worth it ever is.
With a winter storm brewing off the coast, this is our chance to open the clubhouse for people who need shelter.
It’s the perfect opportunity to show who we are.
Protectors. Enforcers. Loyalists.
We have nothing but heart.
My Scarlett Rose.
Her support pushes me to be my best.
And right when I think my best is enough, the world falls out from under our feet.
Hell is hot and the flames aren’t forgiving during this journey.
To gain something good, we lose something better.
And we have to rise from the ashes all over again
And the sound doesn’t just belong to me.
I became my own version of The Greatest of the Great when an injury stole my dream.
I found a healthy alternative for my rage so I can still swing my bat.
If someone has the unfortunate curse of being on the other end of my swing, they’ll hear a whistle before they die.
And it’s how I’ll kill any men who dares raise a fist to a woman.
It’s the vow I made a long time ago, but when I meet Charlie, I learn a vow won’t ever be enough.
The second I speak to her, I know. When I shake her hand, I feel her screams in my bones.
The way she acts sets off every alarm inside me.
She flinches at every move and sound, every promise.
And her husband is to blame.
Physical, mental, and emotional abuse, yet she finds a way to love him.
That’s when I learn it isn’t about love for her, it’s about survival.
While she figures out a way to live, I figure out way to get her out of there.
And I’m nearly too late.
Loving her means defeating him.
She has no idea what kind of man he truly is. He’s got a secret.
And I’m going to set it free.
Charlie is stronger than she realizes, but the moment she does…
I hear it in the wind.
For the last two years, I've told myself she's off-limits
That a man like me, can't be with a woman her age.
Then my little maniac turned eighteen.
And I gave in to my temptation.
I shouldn't have, but now it's too late.
She's mine now, and I'll never let her go.
Then one of the biggest sinners in Vegas thought he could just take her.
He's forgetting it's my job to protect her. Mine.
Now, I'm going to burn this city to the ground.
I'll reap havoc until my little maniac is back in my arms.
Authors Note: While it's possible to start the Ruthless Kings MC series with Reaper, book 1, you may have a more enjoyable reader experience if you begin with Reaper's Rise, the Ruthless Kings MC prequel. You can download your free copy by visiting my author page.
Every day that passes, every second I blink, the need to drink grows.
Meetings aren’t enough.
My will power isn’t enough.
The second I see her, I want to crash into her instead.
But she may not be enough to kill the need.
I’m trying… but I can’t try anymore.
And when Sunnie tells me something that I can’t handle?
I run away.
I sprint to the nearest watering hole.
Away from life, from responsibilities, from fear…
I’ve never been good with change. Everything is safe right now.
I’m in a bubble and I’ve kept Sunnie there too.
She wants more than that kind of life.
I don’t know how to give it to her.
Her words play on repeat in my head.
“Maybe it isn’t fair for us to sacrifice the things we want if it means being together?
”If I don’t have her, I have nothing.
But you know what I do have? Addiction.
And I’m staring at the bottle.
Just. One. Taste.
And everything will be okay...
I’m a laidback kind of guy.
I don’t like to take life too seriously.
I’ve experienced serious and I’ve gone through the bad life has to offer.
I’m ready for the good in life.
I wear my heart on my sleeve just so someone can take it.
And someone does…
Out of all the people for me to love, why does it have to be her?
The frenemy’s daughter.
I’m risking my life to be with her.
But if life isn’t about taking risks, then what the hell else are we supposed to do?
Love with her isn’t simple.
And that’s not the worst of it.
Her Uncle Maximo poses a threat along with someone who I thought was long gone out of my life.
Protecting the ones I love means I could die.
Death doesn’t scare me. I’ve come close one too many times to be afraid of it.
I face it head on.
I will die giving this battle everything I have if it means my family is safe.
And if I do, heaven better have tacos.
I had everything a kid could want.
A home. Food. Toys. Friends. Loving parents.
And it all equaled happiness.
Then my life went up in smoke.
Happiness no longer existed.
I trusted the wrong person.
And in a blink of an eye, the cruelty of the world reared its ugly head.
Four walls. Darkness.
My first love.
And people watching in the corners.
Now, I'm conditioned.
I need to watch.
I need to be watched.
No one understands the turmoil inside me.
And the one person who seems to calm it?
A little spitfire of a woman who released the strife I've been swallowing for eighteen years.
She made me realize how weak I was and how strong I needed to be.
To tackle my demons, I have to admit everything.
I have to trust and that's one thing that doesn't come easy for me.
Ruby shows me it's okay to let go, to let someone steer for a bit, to give up a little control.
So I let go. I let her have the reins.
The road is bumpy, a minefield of explosives with her debt and my pain.
Every chance she takes on me is a step I take to better myself.
Love is a surprise.
A dart that Ruby tossed, and it hit me in the middle of my chest.
I'm my own target. If there's one thing I can do, it's aim.
A war within yourself is the hardest to conquer.
They are better off without you. You aren’t worthy. Leave.
My thoughts are on a dangerous loop.
It’s my entire life.
The MC needs me to be a man I can never be. I weaken them.
I listen to my thoughts and leave everything I know and love behind.
Vanishing in the middle of the night, I find myself a lone rider in New Jersey.
Only to step in a Ruthless Kings territory, and they are far from what a King should be.
Women are being threatened, sold and abused by their hands.
Saving them is a priority.
Falling in love with one of them is not.
Scarlett ends up being a savior to my soul.
I’m worthless. She’ll see in time.
The fight for survival just got a lot harder.
Within myself, with these bikers, with life.
My mind is my own worst enemy.