Greyson (A Hell's Harlem Novel)

Confusion. Lust. Fear. Passion.

It started the moment she passed out in my arms.

Seduction. Vile. Depraved. Desire.

She couldn’t remember her past but looked to me like I was her future.

My walls were built. My heart was cold. My emotions vacant.

After being alone for five years with only my motorcycle club at my side, she was who I had been searching for. The one I had needed all along to light up the darkness surrounding my life. Just when I thought I had her, just when I thought I could finally allow myself that happiness I didn’t think I deserved. She was ripped from my hands…