Satan's Devils MC Colorado Chapter Series by Manda Mellett

Melissa I wasn’t the type of woman a biker would go for. I’m a homemaker type, not adventurous or bold. I fought it hard, but he dragged me into his world, and I found I liked it. Loved the family vibe, how everyone would gather around to protect what was theirs. Until, he vanished. Disappeared off the face of the earth. He’d pulled me in, now he’s gone. The only explanation for him not coming back is that he’s dead. Pyro She wasn’t mine, and never could be... moreMelissa I wasn’t the type of woman a biker would go for. I’m a homemaker type, not adventurous or bold. I fought it hard, but he dragged me into his world, and I found I liked it. Loved the family vibe, how everyone would gather around to protect what was theirs. Until, he vanished. Disappeared off the face of the earth. He’d pulled me in, now he’s gone. The only explanation for him not coming back is that he’s dead. Pyro She wasn’t mine, and never could be. She’d been claimed by someone else. The perfect woman who I could never have as my own. I stepped up when she needed someone beside her. Held her when she needed a friend. That my brother was dead was something I’d help her accept. The truth though, that hit the hardest. How could any of us deal with the knowledge that there was something worse than death? less

Ink The almost-as-tall as me girl with the blue hair intrigued me. As is my normal practice, I’d give her one night, but that’s all. Except, I found, it wasn’t enough. I should have kept to my own rules, but I didn’t. I went back. It’s not forever, I’m not that kind of man. She’s not for me, she’s a citizen and not someone to be pulled into our underworld. Except as I found out, I didn’t need to pull her in, she was already there... moreInk The almost-as-tall as me girl with the blue hair intrigued me. As is my normal practice, I’d give her one night, but that’s all. Except, I found, it wasn’t enough. I should have kept to my own rules, but I didn’t. I went back. It’s not forever, I’m not that kind of man. She’s not for me, she’s a citizen and not someone to be pulled into our underworld. Except as I found out, I didn’t need to pull her in, she was already there. Now I’m sitting in a jail cell when it should be her here, not me. Beth I saw Ink and wanted him, just as simple as that. While I knew there was no future with the biker, I was sure I could guard my heart and not fall for him. My life was normal and uncomplicated. Until my estranged brother dumped me in a middle of a mess, a fiasco which ended up with Ink taking the rap. Why did he sacrifice himself? Surely he wouldn’t be in jail if he didn’t care? But whether he does or not doesn’t matter if he’s going to be there for the best part of his life. Ink’s looking at a thirty year sentence and It’s all my fault. less

VannaWhile serving as a Marine, my husband survived when an explosion took out the transport he was travelling in. He lived but suffered a traumatic brain injury which wiped his memory. What do you do when your husband doesn’t recognise you or his young son? What if living together is doing neither of you any favours? After two years of trying and we still weren’t more than strangers, I accepted defeat and we parted... moreVannaWhile serving as a Marine, my husband survived when an explosion took out the transport he was travelling in. He lived but suffered a traumatic brain injury which wiped his memory. What do you do when your husband doesn’t recognise you or his young son? What if living together is doing neither of you any favours? After two years of trying and we still weren’t more than strangers, I accepted defeat and we parted. Cas, our son, has grown into an unruly teenager, getting into trouble and needing a father’s guiding hand. At my wits’ end, I set out to find his dad, hoping after all these years, he might have his memory back, or at least, be persuaded to play some part in the life of the son he didn’t accept he had.MaceLizard had been right to worry about the girl wanting her ‘Property of’ tat removed. Putting a patch on someone has meaning in our world. Before we covered it up, we needed to discover who had claimed her as theirs. I’m a confirmed bachelor, but when we found out who’d put their name on her back, I was one of the first to offer my protection to her, and the kid she brought along with her. less