| Author: | Eliza Stout | ISBN: | 1230000230081 |
| Publisher: | Eliza Stout | Publication: | April 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Eliza Stout |
| ISBN: | 1230000230081 |
| Publisher: | Eliza Stout |
| Publication: | April 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
"Even with his rough appearance, though, there was a sort of unmistakable animal attraction about him that I just couldn’t put my finger on..."
As Hannah continues her relationship with Johnny, the vice president of the Iron Disciples outlaw motorcycle club, she begins to garner attention from within the club. When the club president, Elliot, takes a more physical interest in her, she lands straight in the crosshairs of his wife and the club matriarch, Tammy. As the situation begins to strain relations between Elliot and Johnny the survival of the club & the survival of Hannah's precarious relationship with the handsome outlaw biker hang in the balance.
WARNING: This 7000+ word story includes plenty of racy outlaw motorcycle club intrigue & titilating graphic scenes. It is intended for mature audiences only!
Excerpt:
“Sit down,” she said, pulling out a chair at the large table in the center of the room with the Iron Disciples logo proudly displayed on the surface. I did as she instructed. She pulled out a chair and sat down opposite of me.
“You… you need to watch how you flaunt that sweet little ass of yours.”
“What do you mean?”
“Look, I’m not stupid. Most guys tend to have eyes that wander. Elliot though… a man like that, in his position… it’s a lot more than just his eyes that wander.”
“I don’t have anything going on with your husband.”
“I know you don’t. You aren’t that stupid. But you don’t get to be where I am, and you don’t hold onto a man like Elliot, without staking out your claim and protecting that territory fiercely. Do you understand?”
"Even with his rough appearance, though, there was a sort of unmistakable animal attraction about him that I just couldn’t put my finger on..."
As Hannah continues her relationship with Johnny, the vice president of the Iron Disciples outlaw motorcycle club, she begins to garner attention from within the club. When the club president, Elliot, takes a more physical interest in her, she lands straight in the crosshairs of his wife and the club matriarch, Tammy. As the situation begins to strain relations between Elliot and Johnny the survival of the club & the survival of Hannah's precarious relationship with the handsome outlaw biker hang in the balance.
WARNING: This 7000+ word story includes plenty of racy outlaw motorcycle club intrigue & titilating graphic scenes. It is intended for mature audiences only!
Excerpt:
“Sit down,” she said, pulling out a chair at the large table in the center of the room with the Iron Disciples logo proudly displayed on the surface. I did as she instructed. She pulled out a chair and sat down opposite of me.
“You… you need to watch how you flaunt that sweet little ass of yours.”
“What do you mean?”
“Look, I’m not stupid. Most guys tend to have eyes that wander. Elliot though… a man like that, in his position… it’s a lot more than just his eyes that wander.”
“I don’t have anything going on with your husband.”
“I know you don’t. You aren’t that stupid. But you don’t get to be where I am, and you don’t hold onto a man like Elliot, without staking out your claim and protecting that territory fiercely. Do you understand?”
