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In a world of blood and betrayal, the truth might be the deadliest ride of all. My father was a ghost. A whispered name. A shadow my mother feared, always watching the door like he might materialize and drag us into his darkness at any second. The infamous president of the Vicious Reapers Motorcycle Club. And now he’s dead. I’m all that’s left to settle his estate—a man I never knew, not even in a photograph. Now, I’m crossing the country to sift through his life, chasing answers my mother spent years running from. The president is dead. Bullet is here to claim what’s his. Bullet.

One night. That’s all it takes for a person’s life to forever be changed. One chaotic, unexpected, inevitable night and hundreds of bullets, two of them hitting my parents. I was born to be a Soulless King, born with sworn enemies and a loyal streak. Like a phoenix, I rise from the ash and vow to bring hell upon those responsible. The problem with my vow is I’m not sure who is to blame. They tell me it’s the temptress with emerald eyes, the one who used to share my bed. How can I be sure since she left without giving me the chance to find out the truth?

In a world ruled by outlaws, landing in the arms of a savage may be her only salvation. He is hunting me. I tried to hide in the shadows away from the monster chasing me, but when hiding fails–I run. My only hope is the one place dangerous enough to keep me safe. The Vicious Reapers Motorcycle Club.

Joker… Skeletons and secrets. We all have them. They weigh on our souls, even when we try to fool ourselves and pretend they don’t. Since I was a kid I’ve carried a secret that haunts me, casting shadows of doubt over every relationship I have. I know the signs of someone hiding the truth, because I do it every day. And the sexy little vixen who walked into our Soulless Kings MC definitely isn’t telling us everything. Despite my growing attraction, I’ll die before I let her problems harm my family. The second she brings any trouble down on the club, the biggest problem she’ll have to face...

Four friends, three drinks, two boys, and one murder. A simple text changes everything. Everyone is a suspect. Trust is broken. Friendships are tested. Lies are told. Hate turns into love, but is it all part of the game? No one is safe. I've turned their college experience that should have been...

Squirrel…Don’t talk. Never give up your brothers if you get caught. If you go down, you go down… alone. That’s just one of the things drilled into us as Soulless Kings. There are other rules, of course, but sitting in a jail cell, that is the only one running through my head. What’s...

Sin: I’ve been watching them. Their perfect relationship is cozy, but I take what I want. And I want them… I want a family with them. Kieran: I’ve never wanted kids, but what am I supposed to do when that’s forced on me? Not take that shit lying down… that’s for sure. Noah: I only need her… or that’s what I thought. But maybe I just needed someone to break through my barriers and all the hatred my father instilled in me.

Trainwreck…I don’t like to talk about my past or my family’s history. It’s depressing and an unwelcome reminder of the monsters who walk among us, but the people responsible for my family’s destruction keep popping back up. I’m now in a position to do something about it. I have the Soulless Kings MC at my side and, like me, they won’t simply roll over and ignore what’s happening. When my sister returned, I vowed to take down anyone connected to her disappearance, and I’m making progress.

Greaser…The Soulless Kings are my family, my life. I would die for them, bleed for them, kill for them. Patched members, prospects, blood relatives… they all have my loyalty, no questions asked. What I won’t do is tolerate lies, no matter who they come from. Until I catch a brother in one.

Piston…As the VP of the Soulless Kings MC, I know what life has in store for me. Violence, blood, destruction… death. I’ll either die as a result of my sins or because my Harley turned on me. With all of the chaos that surrounds me, there is zero room for anything permanent, certainly not a woman. Bangin’ Betties and one night stands have served me well and will continue to do so until I take my last breath. But what if they don’t have to? What if I meet someone who makes me want things that should be impossible? Holland is not at all like the women I’ve known my entire life.

I’m the Enforcer of the Soulless Kings for a reason. I do what I’m told, no matter how grizzly, how dangerous, how inhumane. And I live for it. I like hurting people, teaching them a lesson they couldn’t possibly forget. But even I have my limits. I don’t hurt women, children, or animals. In fact, if I catch you crossing that line, I’ll make you pay… with your life. So when another local MC reaches out to us for help with a traffic problem, I jump on it. The problem is, I don’t realize exactly who I’ll be working with until I come face to face with her. Yeah, that’s right, her.

Have you ever wished the hand that constantly wraps around your throat would squeeze just a little tighter, hold your head down in his lap a little longer so all the hurt, pain and torture would seep away just like your last breath? No? Just me? I think about it daily. I’m not suicidal, but it sounds better and better with each day that passes.

This is a Dark, MF Hockey, Secret Society story.