The Devil's Armada MC Series by Quinn Ryder

And in his wake, he left behind a trail of endless, shimmering tears . . . Specter. The man they once knew is dead, buried in a shallow grave outside of town with a bullet hole through his back. Their assassination failed, underestimating me, my thirst for life, and my love for Faith. I never meant for my absence to destroy her, yet staying gone was the only way I could keep her protected... moreAnd in his wake, he left behind a trail of endless, shimmering tears . . . Specter. The man they once knew is dead, buried in a shallow grave outside of town with a bullet hole through his back. Their assassination failed, underestimating me, my thirst for life, and my love for Faith. I never meant for my absence to destroy her, yet staying gone was the only way I could keep her protected. For the last seven years, I’ve laid low, traveling through life and riding the streets like a ghost, never being more than a shadow of what I used to be. I've kept my distance, but now that I know her life’s in danger, I think it’s time for Specter to claw his way out of the grave they buried him in and seek out his revenge. I know infiltrating the Devil’s Armada again won’t be easy, especially since everyone thinks I’m dead, but I’ll do anything I can to protect Faith—even if it means putting myself in danger and confronting my murderer once and for all. less

Brotherhood vs. Honor. There’s a difference between right and wrong, and I crossed that line the moment I swore in as the newest member of the Devil’s Armada. My job was simple: Infiltrate the Armada, get the intel, and burn the whole club to the ground. Loyalty and Dishonor sometimes walk hand in hand, because I never anticipated the sacrifice I would make in the name of brotherhood... moreBrotherhood vs. Honor. There’s a difference between right and wrong, and I crossed that line the moment I swore in as the newest member of the Devil’s Armada. My job was simple: Infiltrate the Armada, get the intel, and burn the whole club to the ground. Loyalty and Dishonor sometimes walk hand in hand, because I never anticipated the sacrifice I would make in the name of brotherhood. Now I’m on the frontlines among men who I’ve grown to respect, even though they have no idea there’s a snake in their grass. I was supposed to be already gone, but the second I met Daisy and her lips of corruption, I couldn’t stay away. Now, I’ll do anything to get her back, even working alongside the enemy in order to find her—an enemy that’s even more tempting than the woman I’m hell bent to find. My heart is a divided mess, and if picking one woman wasn’t hard enough, I must also decide where my allegiance lies . . . On the shoulders of my new brothers, or the code I choose to live my life by. less

Rex. Prospecting for one of the biggest outlaw motorcycle clubs in Garter County isn’t easy, especially if you’re disabled. After a tragic bike accident left me deaf in both ears, I was forced to live my life in silence, with only the memories of what the world sounded like before I lost my hearing... moreRex. Prospecting for one of the biggest outlaw motorcycle clubs in Garter County isn’t easy, especially if you’re disabled. After a tragic bike accident left me deaf in both ears, I was forced to live my life in silence, with only the memories of what the world sounded like before I lost my hearing. I never thought a group of bikers would accept me into their ranks knowing I had a disability, so when the opportunity presented itself to get a cochlear implant in exchange for my loyalty to the Devil’s Armada MC, not only did I get to hear something again, I also gained a new brotherhood I never expected. Being a prospect in the Armada came with a lot of rules, and I didn’t mean to break a rule by falling for Desi, but my heart bleeds for the broken and abused sweet butt, and suddenly I’m experiencing a new kind of silence—the kind where I have to keep my mouth shut or lose the only woman who can hear the real me. Desi. My life isn’t something I’m proud of. You don’t get the name Down for the “D” Desi by acting like a prude. To get ahead in this world, you have to give it . . . and in order to stay at the MC’s compound, I have to be ready to give it anytime, anywhere, no questions asked. When my father kicked me out of his mansion, I never thought I’d find myself on the doorsteps of the Devil’s Armada, but it’s the only place I can hide without my past catching up to me. I wasn’t planning on violating the club rules by messing around with one of the off-limits prospects, but the sweet, innocent Rex spoke to me in ways I can’t explain. If the club finds out, it could be bad for both of us, so instead of showing our love, we hide it, using sign language as a way to express our forbidden love for each other without anyone catching on. One thing is for certain, you don’t have to hear love to feel it, and sometimes the best love, is the kind of love that always remains silent. less