Portland Street Kings Series by Evie Harper

When I was fourteen years old, I killed for the first time. That day I learned cruelty wasn’t only within the walls we had just escaped. It hasn’t been easy growing up in the middle of a war. A struggle to find shelter. Fighting to protect our bodies against the corruption of the streets. Nobody cared about the street kids who had to beg and steal to eat. We are the Portland Street Kings – A family forged through loyalty not blood... moreWhen I was fourteen years old, I killed for the first time. That day I learned cruelty wasn’t only within the walls we had just escaped. It hasn’t been easy growing up in the middle of a war. A struggle to find shelter. Fighting to protect our bodies against the corruption of the streets. Nobody cared about the street kids who had to beg and steal to eat. We are the Portland Street Kings – A family forged through loyalty not blood. To get through this life of broken dreams alive, we’ve become hard, uncaring and merciless. We do what must be done to keep our family safe, we will harm those who stand against us. We have it all, feared and respected by those on the streets. Then she collided into my world, and with her came demons from my past, back to haunt us all. less

Mackson King's past is a dark, horror-filled chasm that could swallow the toughest, most dangerous men. A member of the notorious Portland Street Kings, he's impossible to intimidate--but he can be hurt. He learned that the hard way, thanks to her. Lana. The one woman capable of easing his nightmares, of soothing his demons, was the very woman who shredded his heart. She took away his torments, only to become one of them... moreMackson King's past is a dark, horror-filled chasm that could swallow the toughest, most dangerous men. A member of the notorious Portland Street Kings, he's impossible to intimidate--but he can be hurt. He learned that the hard way, thanks to her. Lana. The one woman capable of easing his nightmares, of soothing his demons, was the very woman who shredded his heart. She took away his torments, only to become one of them. Born into a family who lost their way long before she arrived, Lana Scavello has carefully enforced a steely interior that shields her heart from harm. But that doesn't mean she can't cry, and she's spared Mackson King more tears than he ever deserved. Finding Lana at her most vulnerable, saving her when she felt the most invisible, he burrowed beneath her defenses to carve his own personal door to her soul. Only to decimate it, along with everything she'd ever known. Now, years later, fate has thrown the couple together once more. Pain, heartbreak and betrayal will explode to the surface, leaving both of them raw, aching, exposed. And that's when their true love story begins... *Fatal is book two in the Portland Street Kings series and must be read AFTER Collision.  I do advise STRONGLY to read Collision first.* less

“I had trusted him. I had loved him…” Dom was the mysterious bad boy all my brothers warned me to stay away from. Even so, when I looked into his eyes, I saw someone I had to know. A man, who with a single touch, sparked a desire deep inside me. I was wrong to trust. Mistaken to hope. Brokenhearted Betrayed And on the run… Dom Haynes, a man determined to protect that which he ruined. He thinks he can save us…he can’t... more“I had trusted him. I had loved him…” Dom was the mysterious bad boy all my brothers warned me to stay away from. Even so, when I looked into his eyes, I saw someone I had to know. A man, who with a single touch, sparked a desire deep inside me. I was wrong to trust. Mistaken to hope. Brokenhearted Betrayed And on the run… Dom Haynes, a man determined to protect that which he ruined. He thinks he can save us…he can’t. I’d given Dom my heart, and I don’t want it back, for fear of feeling, it’s broken insides. I’m Della King, little sister to the infamous Portland Street Kings. However, I’m not the same woman I used to be. Nightmares I thought I'd controlled we’re once again taking hold. Doms intentions are clear. He wants a second chance. Hate him or love him, he isn’t going anywhere. He’ll ride with me. Fight with me. Love me. less

I found my Queen, but I'm no King.     Ivy Johnson is my complete opposite; kind and innocent with a white picket fence lifestyle. Yet somehow when we're together, she makes me whole. Her cheeky grin and contagious laughter, a balm to the way I viewed life. She brought color to my lifeless world. We had it all, a beautiful and carefree beginning. Something amazing was building between us, something real. But one fucked-up accident ruined it all... moreI found my Queen, but I'm no King.     Ivy Johnson is my complete opposite; kind and innocent with a white picket fence lifestyle. Yet somehow when we're together, she makes me whole. Her cheeky grin and contagious laughter, a balm to the way I viewed life. She brought color to my lifeless world. We had it all, a beautiful and carefree beginning. Something amazing was building between us, something real. But one fucked-up accident ruined it all. Then the world started fighting against us. Pursuing my family and me at every turn. Not even my past was off-limits. We held strong, like a hundred-year-old tree staring down a hurricane. Until...Ivy ruined it all. The pain in her eyes. The tears which spilled. I despised Ivy more than I hated my memories. The fear evident in her eyes, the knowledge I'd given up fighting for us. Hate sprung from love, an endless supply of fire, both created from my heart. All my nightmares and fears had scorched me from the inside out. I promised myself, my heart would heal and learn to beat without her. I never wanted it to end this way. My dream was to look back one day and say I loved her right. Instead I'll be the reason she loses the only family she has left. And nothing will stop me as I choke on memories of the past and stay trapped in the recess of my mind, spiraling out of control. Blinded by my weaknesses, fate raises her ugly head and proves nothing is guaranteed in this world, not even the life of the ones we love. less