Devil's Hellions MC Series by Hayley Faiman

Legacy isn’t just his name–it is who he is. Born to ride with the Devil’s Hellions, he was made for this world as she was made for him–even if he does not deserve her. They say that no storm can last forever. That after the storm, the sun will shine again. Except they don’t know anything about this storm. Nobody could have ever predicted him. My storm’s name is…Legacy.He is perfectly deliciously dirty. He will ruin me. In the end, I will beg him to do just that.

Roadkill feels just like his name when he gets a glimpse at the battered, bruised face in front of him. She’s the one who got away–but never again. She was meant to be his–always. Arrogant isn’t just a word. It is who he is. It is what ruined them. Their storm isn’t easy to navigate. It is full of pain and heartache. Their worlds had already collided and separated, but what was once can be again, can’t it?My storm almost killed me...Roadkill.He’s exactly as I remembered, except better... moreRoadkill feels just like his name when he gets a glimpse at the battered, bruised face in front of him. She’s the one who got away–but never again. She was meant to be his–always. Arrogant isn’t just a word. It is who he is. It is what ruined them. Their storm isn’t easy to navigate. It is full of pain and heartache. Their worlds had already collided and separated, but what was once can be again, can’t it?My storm almost killed me...Roadkill.He’s exactly as I remembered, except better. In the end, I wonder if he’s saving me or if I’m saving myself. less

Commitment is a word that has never crossed his mind. And yet, it’s an offer that he cannot refuse. She is a storm that he is not prepared for. She has been through depths of Hell that he is not equipped to handle. A collision of two worlds. She is from the dark, and he is her light. My storm is my savior… Itch. I rescued him in hopes that he would protect me. In the end, we must salvage one another.

Running is all she knows. One foot out the door and a thick wall around her heart–always. Until she realizes that there may be another along for the ride. Her attempt to disappear must halt. She needs to decide on her future–on their future. Does she run, or does she bring her storm back? He refuses to surrender. He will win her over. To the victor belong the spoils. Agony and Reese. I’m protecting her in hopes she’ll fall in love with me... moreRunning is all she knows. One foot out the door and a thick wall around her heart–always. Until she realizes that there may be another along for the ride. Her attempt to disappear must halt. She needs to decide on her future–on their future. Does she run, or does she bring her storm back? He refuses to surrender. He will win her over. To the victor belong the spoils. Agony and Reese. I’m protecting her in hopes she’ll fall in love with me. In the end, she may be the one who will need to protect me. less