The Biker Who Claimed Me: Devil's Reach MC.
READING AGE 18+
Mira
I ran with seventeen dollars, a broken car, and more fear than hope.
Crosswell was never part of the plan, neither was the biker who stopped when everyone else would have kept driving.
Ridge didn’t ask questions. He didn’t touch me when I flinched. He didn’t promise safety. He just gave me a place to breathe.
But men like him live by rules, and women like me come with trouble.If my past catches up, it won’t just destroy me. It will drag him down with me.
Ridge
I didn’t stop because I wanted something. I stopped because she looked like someone who had already survived hell.
Mira walked into my world quiet, guarded, and carrying scars she tried to hide. The club says protect what’s yours. I never planned on claiming anything.
But once she was under Devil’s Reach, walking away stopped being an option.
If her past comes looking, it will learn one thing real fast.
What’s mine, stays protected.
Unfold
(Cassidy)
The ride didn't take long.
I spent most of it trying to figure out where Dane was taking me while he ignored every question I asked. Each time I tried to get an answer, he either laughed or changed the subject. By the time we pulled into the parking lot, I'd given up.
I climbed off the bike and lo……
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