LOVE IS BLIND
The Satan's Knights MC North Carolina Chapter, Book Two
When I buried my heart in a small, wooden casket, I never intended to dig it back up for anyone...
They say grief is a tunnel, but for me, it was a dead end. When you've seen the unspeakable things I have, there's no choice but to give up on the idea of happily ever after. If it weren't for the Satan’s Knights MC, I’d be six feet under with my future and my past. Instead, I’m the VP of the Knightdale Charter, a man who uses the roar of a bike and a bottle of whiskey to drown out the pain.
And I was content to let my soul wither until Birdie crashed into my life. She’s everything I’m not: warm, funny, and resilient as hell. But deep in her soul flickers the same self-destructive fire that burns in me. She's not looking for a knight, she wants a distraction. And I'm perfectly happy to oblige. Our chemistry is a dark, desperate language of skin on skin, a high more addictive than any cheap thrill I've found.
I thought the only thing I had left to love was my patch. I thought I was done with the agony of caring for someone. But as her past closes in, I finally see things clearly. Birdie isn't just a good time, she’s my redemption. And I’ve already lost everything once, so there's nothing to stop me from doing whatever it takes to keep her safe.
They say grief is a tunnel, but for me, it was a dead end. When you've seen the unspeakable things I have, there's no choice but to give up on the idea of happily ever after. If it weren't for the Satan’s Knights MC, I’d be six feet under with my future and my past. Instead, I’m the VP of the Knightdale Charter, a man who uses the roar of a bike and a bottle of whiskey to drown out the pain.
And I was content to let my soul wither until Birdie crashed into my life. She’s everything I’m not: warm, funny, and resilient as hell. But deep in her soul flickers the same self-destructive fire that burns in me. She's not looking for a knight, she wants a distraction. And I'm perfectly happy to oblige. Our chemistry is a dark, desperate language of skin on skin, a high more addictive than any cheap thrill I've found.
I thought the only thing I had left to love was my patch. I thought I was done with the agony of caring for someone. But as her past closes in, I finally see things clearly. Birdie isn't just a good time, she’s my redemption. And I’ve already lost everything once, so there's nothing to stop me from doing whatever it takes to keep her safe.
"This is a powerful story about the redemptive power of love, compassion and forgiveness. It’s also about friendship, and how family isn’t defined by blood alone. Human emotion can make us feel weak, but it actually strengthens character. Darkness in the soul has nothing to do with eyesight and everything to do with the heart. Be advised that you’ll probably discover tears in your eyes more than once while reading this book, but it’s all worth it. This book was truly memorable, and I can’t wait to read what the author gives us next."