Evil Dead MC - Second Generation Series by Nicole James

FROM WALL STREET JOURNAL BEST SELLING AUTHOR NICOLE JAMES COMES A ONE-NIGHT STAND, SURPRISE PREGNANCY, MC ROMANCE!TJ—The beautiful tattoo artist told me to leave her alone after what I thought was an amazing night together.Maybe she was just trying to get her bad boy fill.Wouldn’t be the first time a woman threw herself at me because I was a member of the Evil Dead MC, the baddest motorcycle club in California.Still, I can’t get her out of mind... moreFROM WALL STREET JOURNAL BEST SELLING AUTHOR NICOLE JAMES COMES A ONE-NIGHT STAND, SURPRISE PREGNANCY, MC ROMANCE!TJ—The beautiful tattoo artist told me to leave her alone after what I thought was an amazing night together.Maybe she was just trying to get her bad boy fill.Wouldn’t be the first time a woman threw herself at me because I was a member of the Evil Dead MC, the baddest motorcycle club in California.Still, I can’t get her out of mind. I need answers, but what I find has my blood running cold.Gigi—The gorgeous biker crushed my heart when he left without a word.So when he shows up as my knight in shining armor to rescue me from my abuser, I don’t trust him.I don’t want to owe him anything, but he’s the only one who can protect me from the danger I’ve found myself in.When I find out I’m also carrying his baby, I have to decide if I can trust him with the truth and with my heart.A one-night stand, secret pregnancy, MC romance! less

FROM WALL STREET JOURNAL BEST SELLING AUTHOR NICOLE JAMES COMES A ONE-NIGHT STAND, SURPRISE PREGNANCY, MC ROMANCE!TJ—The beautiful tattoo artist told me to leave her alone after what I thought was an amazing night together.Maybe she was just trying to get her bad boy fill.Wouldn’t be the first time a woman threw herself at me because I was a member of the Evil Dead MC, the baddest motorcycle club in California.Still, I can’t get her out of mind... moreFROM WALL STREET JOURNAL BEST SELLING AUTHOR NICOLE JAMES COMES A ONE-NIGHT STAND, SURPRISE PREGNANCY, MC ROMANCE!TJ—The beautiful tattoo artist told me to leave her alone after what I thought was an amazing night together.Maybe she was just trying to get her bad boy fill.Wouldn’t be the first time a woman threw herself at me because I was a member of the Evil Dead MC, the baddest motorcycle club in California.Still, I can’t get her out of mind. I need answers, but what I find has my blood running cold.Gigi—The gorgeous biker crushed my heart when he left without a word.So when he shows up as my knight in shining armor to rescue me from my abuser, I don’t trust him.I don’t want to owe him anything, but he’s the only one who can protect me from the danger I’ve found myself in.When I find out I’m also carrying his baby, I have to decide if I can trust him with the truth and with my heart.A one-night stand, secret pregnancy, MC romance! less

From USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Nicole James, comes a STEAMY, WOKE UP MARRIED IN VEGAS, AGE GAP, MC ROMANCE! The SECOND GENERATION has arrived! Harley Jean—The pounding in my head wakes me— that and the fact that I have to pee. Must have been one hell of a bachelorette party last night. Resting on my side, I crack one eye open and see the lights of the Las Vegas Strip out the floor to ceiling windows. Opening both eyes, I blink. That’s not right... moreFrom USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Nicole James, comes a STEAMY, WOKE UP MARRIED IN VEGAS, AGE GAP, MC ROMANCE! The SECOND GENERATION has arrived! Harley Jean—The pounding in my head wakes me— that and the fact that I have to pee. Must have been one hell of a bachelorette party last night. Resting on my side, I crack one eye open and see the lights of the Las Vegas Strip out the floor to ceiling windows. Opening both eyes, I blink. That’s not right. My hotel room doesn’t have windows like those. The heat at my back registers at the same time the weight across my waist does. I lift my head, staring at the muscular arm covered with colorful ink. I can’t make out any of the tattoos, but the work is exquisite. Then a sparkle catches my eyes, and they widen. The diamond on my ring finger shocks the hell out of me, but not as much as the wedding band nestled right beside it. Holy crap on a cracker. I do the only thing I can think to do— I run. When my " husband " shows up in town, I have to hide our relationship from my family. He's my dirty little secret, and he's determined to hold that over my head and use it to get his what he wants. And what he wants is me. less