Abaddon's Inferno
(2027)(A book in the Saint's Outlaw Motorcycle Club: Moab, UT series)
A novel by Elise Gedicke
Abaddon
One man's heaven is another man's hell. We escaped as children, now we're back as men. I'll do whatever it takes to protect my family, even if it means setting down roots again and making deals with devils. I was ready to sign the truce—until I saw her.
I didn't know her name. Didn't know what was done to her or who she "belonged" to. It didn't matter, because she was now mine.
The deal died before their Prez's body hit the floor, and now my club will bleed for my reckless actions.
Adeline
Two years ago, my father sold me like a broodmare to the President of the Desert Skulls MC New Mexico Chapter. Then a man I'd never laid eyes on before killed him in front of me. Still splattered with my abuser's blood, he threw me on the back of his bike.
Life has taught me that all men are monsters. I know from experience what men like him do to women like me. I've been waiting on a knife's edge until he takes what he stole me for—but the nights keep passing with no violence, no force, no harsh touches. Though he's not sweet by any means, I see a gentle side to my kidnapper that slowly captivates my heart.
But the Desert Skulls don't intend to let either of us walk away. When they come for their revenge, I'll need the monster, not the man.
Genre: Mystery
One man's heaven is another man's hell. We escaped as children, now we're back as men. I'll do whatever it takes to protect my family, even if it means setting down roots again and making deals with devils. I was ready to sign the truce—until I saw her.
I didn't know her name. Didn't know what was done to her or who she "belonged" to. It didn't matter, because she was now mine.
The deal died before their Prez's body hit the floor, and now my club will bleed for my reckless actions.
Adeline
Two years ago, my father sold me like a broodmare to the President of the Desert Skulls MC New Mexico Chapter. Then a man I'd never laid eyes on before killed him in front of me. Still splattered with my abuser's blood, he threw me on the back of his bike.
Life has taught me that all men are monsters. I know from experience what men like him do to women like me. I've been waiting on a knife's edge until he takes what he stole me for—but the nights keep passing with no violence, no force, no harsh touches. Though he's not sweet by any means, I see a gentle side to my kidnapper that slowly captivates my heart.
But the Desert Skulls don't intend to let either of us walk away. When they come for their revenge, I'll need the monster, not the man.
Genre: Mystery