Hell for Leather MC Series by Adell Ryan

Have you ever been so exhausted you feel it deep in your soul?After twenty-four years living in this seedy town and six years in the business of serving seedy men, that's me.So. Damn. Tired.Every day, I dream of becoming a wanderer -- me and my trusty home on wheels taking life on the road. Every night, I striptease to turn those daydreams into a reality.Bikers from around the nation ride in for Gulf Coast Bike Week every spring and fall... moreHave you ever been so exhausted you feel it deep in your soul?After twenty-four years living in this seedy town and six years in the business of serving seedy men, that's me.So. Damn. Tired.Every day, I dream of becoming a wanderer -- me and my trusty home on wheels taking life on the road. Every night, I striptease to turn those daydreams into a reality.Bikers from around the nation ride in for Gulf Coast Bike Week every spring and fall. Under the thumb of a local motorcycle gang, the dancers at Tit for Tat Saloon take good care of them."Dance for just one more motorcycle rally," I told myself.That was three years ago, before I was claimed by a member of a rival club. Twice a year, he visits me along with the rest of his brigade.While they are here, I tend to their needs.This season, though, hackles are raised; local outlaws are whispering concerns that Hell for Leather is up to no good. A buzz of weariness in my bones warns that this hidden agenda will affect their favorite saloon girl.Trouble is, I care. Too much. The men who make up their group will get me -- all of me. Willingly. Regardless of how it chips away at my already-damaged soul."Dance for just one more motorcycle rally," I tell myself. less

Have you ever been simply existing one day, and the next, your world is turned upside down?Amazing how your whole life can change in a matter of twenty-four hours. Dreams dissolve.Love shatters.Addictions relapse.Hell for Leather motorcycle club finally broke me.By stealing everything important to me, they took what little energy remained in my weary soul that I needed to get through my final Bike Week as their exotic muse and crushed it beneath their hot, roving tires... moreHave you ever been simply existing one day, and the next, your world is turned upside down?Amazing how your whole life can change in a matter of twenty-four hours. Dreams dissolve.Love shatters.Addictions relapse.Hell for Leather motorcycle club finally broke me.By stealing everything important to me, they took what little energy remained in my weary soul that I needed to get through my final Bike Week as their exotic muse and crushed it beneath their hot, roving tires.Now, the men who once held a special place in my heart are using me, holding hostage what is most precious to my existence and making me work for its redemption.I was tired before, but that was nothing.Time to put on the show of my life.Time for one more "dance."Come what may, I will take back what is mine.But only if I can keep my head in the game and my heart out of the picture. less

I have had enough. This lifestyle and the impetuous men that flood it have pushed me too hard. Especially one of them. The one who broke my family. My happiness. My heart. All the whispers of concern, that Hell for Leather is up to no good, are coming to a head, and I have no intention of sticking around to get hit by their stray bullets. The Gulf Coast Bike Rally might not be done, but I am. Problem is, leaving them behind is so much harder than I thought it would be.