REDEMPTION ROAD by Katie Ashley
Now Available from Penguin Random House
About the book:
Looking for a walk on the wild side, Annabel Percy, the
daughter of a powerful politician, gives in to an attraction to a sexy biker
she meets one night. But she finds herself living a nightmare when she’s
kidnapped and transported into a hell on earth she never could have imagined.
Born and bred into the Hells Raiders MC, Nathaniel
“Reverend” Malloy lives and dies for his brothers. But when he becomes the
unexpected savior of a rival club’s captive, Rev makes it his personal mission
to nurse Annabel back to health—and to shelter her from the nightmares that
torment her.
Once Annabel heals, she’s stunned to realize she is falling
for the seductive man who saved her. Faced with their impossible attraction,
can she accept the life he leads, or will Rev walk away from the only life he’s
ever known for the woman he was never supposed to love?
Excerpt...
I came awake to find someone shaking
the hell out of me. Flipping open my eyelids to escape my tormented
unconsciousness, I stared up into the concerned blue eyes of my brother Bishop.
His hands gripped my shoulders so tightly I figured there would be marks. “What
the fuck, man?” I questioned, slinging him away.
He tumbled back on the mattress. “You
were having one hell of a nightmare.”
I sighed and rubbed my shoulders where
his hands had been. “Yeah, well, that doesn’t mean I want to wake up to your
ugly mug with morning breath in my face,” I replied, trying to ease the
palpable tension in the air.
Bishop didn’t laugh. He didn’t make a
move to get off the bed, either. He continued staring at me like he hoped he
could some- how will me into talking. He’d been giving me the same stare for
the past few days while we’d been on the road. Whenever we’d stop for food or
to gas up our bikes, I would find him staring at me, chewing his bottom lip
like he wanted to say something. He had been desperate since three nights ago a
personal tragedy within our club allowed him a tiny glimpse at my long-buried
secret.
Breaking the silence between us, I
asked, “What time is our meeting with the El Paso Raiders?”
“Seven.”
I glanced over my shoulder at the
glowing digital clock on the nightstand. “That doesn’t give us much time to
make it across the state. Better get crackin’ and hit the road. You want the
shower first?”
“Nah, you can have it.” As I rose off
the mattress, Bishop said, “I’ll go grab us a quick breakfast.”
“Thanks, brother.”
When I started across the threadbare
carpet to the bathroom, Bishop’s words froze me. “Rev . . . you know it doesn’t
matter to me what the fuck happened to you—it ain’t gonna change a damn thing
about the way I feel about you. No matter what, you’re my big brother and my
prez.”
Since I was both too emotionally
conflicted and too stubborn to respond, I ignored him and pushed on into the
bathroom. After locking the door behind me, I gazed at my reflection in the
mirror. Two days of driving across Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana
with minimal sleep had taken its physical toll. That, coupled with emotional
stress, had left dark circles under my eyes. We’d packed up to leave so abruptly,
I hadn’t bothered with a razor, so my beard was growing in. I looked like the
hell that raged inside me.
Turning on the water full blast, I
stepped into the shower. I placed my palms flat on the tile and stood with my
head under the stream. Rolling my shoulders, I tried to ease my tense muscles.
Two days ago felt like two years and
another world ago. It was hard to imagine just forty-eight hours ago I’d been
dancing and drinking at my brother Deacon and sister-in-law Alexandra’s wed-
ding. Then one phone call from the Raiders’ unofficial doctor, Bob “Breakneck”
Edgeway, had changed everything.
About the author:
I haven't read a book by Katie Ashley before, but I am curious to know what happened that made him pick up and leave so quickly.
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