Nikolai Borokov
36, Bouncer, member of the Shadow Vipers biker gang.
Being a member of the Shadow Vipers is like living the life of a rock star. Women throw themselves at you. Men want to be you. And everywhere you go, people respect you-whether by choice or taken by force.
But life hasn’t always been this awesome. When I first came to America, I was forced into one of the darkest corners of the criminal underworld-a world ruled by flesh, money, and monsters hiding behind human faces. It wasn’t until my best friend went missing that I realized the terrible truth about the chains I was in.
And now, after all these years, my best friend has resurfaced. Where has he been all this time? Why has he never tried to contact me? And why does he refuse to tell me what really happened all those years ago?
I know he’s hiding something. But that crooked smile and that all-too-familiar charm have my stomach-and heart-doing all sorts of weird things.
Reid Miller36, addictive, charming, and easy on the eyes. My life has been nothing but one nightmare bleeding into the next. It started the night I ran away from home, then got worse when I met a certain man lurking in the shadows. Word of advice? Never trust a man you met in a dark alley. Rescue might just be another word for capture.
And yet, somehow, in all that darkness, one good thing came from all that horror.
Nikolai.
The one man who kept me from stepping over that edge, whenever the abyss was calling my name.
Even after all these years, my heart still belongs to him.
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