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She’s a curvy chef on the run from a man who wants to control her.
He’s the grumpy MC Sergeant-at-Arms who answers her brother’s desperate protection request.
One look is all it takes for protection to become possession.
Libby
I thought disappearing would keep me safe.
Then Riot finds me.
He barely talks. Barely smiles. Barely looks human when someone threatens me.
And somehow that should terrify me more than it does.
Instead, I end up on the back of his bike, hidden away in his cabin, wrapped in his shirts, and trying very hard not to notice how good his hands feel on me.
The man hunting me wants my future.
Riot looks at me like he already knows exactly where it belongs.
With him.
Riot
Her brother asks me for one thing.
Keep Libby safe.
Then I see her.
Red curls. Green eyes. Soft curves. Smart mouth.
Mine.
I’ve spent my whole life avoiding promises I don’t believe in.
Then she walks into my cabin and ruins every rule I ever made.
Now she sleeps in my bed, wears my clothes, and trusts me to keep the monsters away.
Good.
Because the bastard hunting her made one mistake.
He thinks Libby is still something he can take.
She isn’t.
She’s mine to protect.
Mine to touch.
Mine to keep.
A possessive, age-gap MC romance featuring a curvy virgin chef, a grumpy former-intelligence biker, forced proximity, instant obsession, protective bikers, scorching heat, and serious touch-her-and-die energy.
Standalone romance. No cliffhanger. All heat, all heart.
Genre: Romance
He’s the grumpy MC Sergeant-at-Arms who answers her brother’s desperate protection request.
One look is all it takes for protection to become possession.
Libby
I thought disappearing would keep me safe.
Then Riot finds me.
He barely talks. Barely smiles. Barely looks human when someone threatens me.
And somehow that should terrify me more than it does.
Instead, I end up on the back of his bike, hidden away in his cabin, wrapped in his shirts, and trying very hard not to notice how good his hands feel on me.
The man hunting me wants my future.
Riot looks at me like he already knows exactly where it belongs.
With him.
Riot
Her brother asks me for one thing.
Keep Libby safe.
Then I see her.
Red curls. Green eyes. Soft curves. Smart mouth.
Mine.
I’ve spent my whole life avoiding promises I don’t believe in.
Then she walks into my cabin and ruins every rule I ever made.
Now she sleeps in my bed, wears my clothes, and trusts me to keep the monsters away.
Good.
Because the bastard hunting her made one mistake.
He thinks Libby is still something he can take.
She isn’t.
She’s mine to protect.
Mine to touch.
Mine to keep.
A possessive, age-gap MC romance featuring a curvy virgin chef, a grumpy former-intelligence biker, forced proximity, instant obsession, protective bikers, scorching heat, and serious touch-her-and-die energy.
Standalone romance. No cliffhanger. All heat, all heart.
Genre: Romance
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