Born Biker: Devil's Crucifix MC, #1

By Vivian Gray

Born Biker is book 1 of the Devil's Crucifix MC trilogy. Books 2 and 3, Bloody Biker and Atoned Biker are available everywhere now!

I'm about to take her 'til I break her.

I always get what I want, and what I want is her.
She can try to fight it, but we both know she wants to be owned.
She wants to be held close and made to moan for hours.
And I'm coming to finish what I started.

ASH

A violent past poured blood onto my soul and burned hellfire in my heart.
I've been trying to get out for so long.
But now everything I care about is burning.

Dani has her whole life lying ahead of her.
And now one of my demons is threatening to strip it all away.

The thing is, I'm not exactly innocent in Dani's downfall.
My enemy may have lit the match.
But I'm going to throw gasoline on the fire.

Because Dani ventured too close to the inferno in my mind.
Even though she shouldn't want me.
Even though touching me is a risk few have survived.

A woman like her just can't stay away from my heat.

But I'm the only one who can keep her alive.
Here in this outlaw world, I rule by force.
Survival of the fittest is the name of the game.

And she fits perfectly on the back of my chopper.

I don't care that she didn't invite me into her life.
I'm here now.
And protecting her is all I give a d*mn about.

Better than she's kept safe by a monster than chained down by a devil.

DANI

Where there's smoke, there's fire.
Getting close enough to burn was never part of the plan.
But Ash took that choice away from me.

Ash. A man whose chiseled, tattooed body is matched only by his ruthlessness and loyalty.
A man who confuses, arouses, and frightens me.

I didn't ask for him to save me.
And just because I owe him my life, doesn't mean I plan on letting him collect his debt.

At least, that's what I told myself.
But Ash is coming to claim what's his – what's rightfully his.
And I'm about to discover what it's like to be owned.

Because the look in the biker's eyes says he's moments away from erupting.
I've got nowhere to run.
Nowhere to escape those rough hands claiming every curve.
Nowhere to hide from that gaze that strips me bare.
No way to shut out the words as he leans down and whispers in my ear…

"You belong to me."

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Mar 18, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386548027

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Born Biker: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Devil’s Crucifix MC Book 1)

By Vivian Gray

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I’m about to take her ‘til I break her.

I ALWAYS GET WHAT I want, and what I want is her.

She can try to fight it, but we both know she wants to be owned.

She wants to be held close and made to moan for hours.

And I’m coming to finish what I started.

ASH

A violent past poured blood onto my soul and burned hellfire in my heart.

I’ve been trying to get out for so long.

But now everything I care about is burning.

Dani has her whole life lying ahead of her.

And now one of my demons is threatening to strip it all away.

The thing is, I’m not exactly innocent in Dani’s downfall.

My enemy may have lit the match.

But I’m going to throw gasoline on the fire.

Because Dani ventured too close to the inferno in my mind.

Even though she shouldn’t want me.

Even though touching me is a risk few have survived.

A woman like her just can’t stay away from my heat.

But I’m the only one who can keep her alive.

Here in this outlaw world, I rule by force.

Survival of the fittest is the name of the game.

And she fits perfectly on the back of my chopper.

I don’t care that she didn’t invite me into her life.

I’m here now.

And protecting her is all I give a d*mn about.

Better than she’s kept safe by a monster than chained down by a devil.

DANI

Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.

Getting close enough to burn was never part of the plan.

But Ash took that choice away from me.

Ash. A man whose chiseled, tattooed body is matched only by his ruthlessness and loyalty.

A man who confuses, arouses, and frightens me.

I didn’t ask for him to save me.

And just because I owe him my life, doesn’t mean I plan on letting him collect his debt.

At least, that’s what I told myself.

But Ash is coming to claim what’s his – what’s rightfully his.

And I’m about to discover what it’s like to be owned.

Because the look in the biker’s eyes says he’s moments away from erupting.

I’ve got nowhere to run.

Nowhere to escape those rough hands claiming every curve.

Nowhere to hide from that gaze that strips me bare.

No way to shut out the words as he leans down and whispers in my ear...

You belong to me.

Chapter 1

C ome on, Dani! Get your ass moving! This is no time to quit! Captain Quinn hovers over me as I lay flat on the ground, a hundred or so feet from the end of the course. This is why we don’t let pansy girls into the field! They just can’t handle it!

I look over at his dusty brown shoes. They’re covered in ashes and soot; the laces are just barely holding them together. I wanted boots like those—I wanted firemen’s boots.

As he continues to scream, I push myself back up to my elbows and sink my back and stomach farther into the sun-scorched concrete. I don’t give a damn what he says—I’m going to do this.

Slowly, I scoot and slide myself through the fake debris—the discarded pieces of wood, the hanging branches simulated to look like ceiling planks, the marked cones where there should be holes in the ground. And inch by inch, the 180-pound weight attached to my hips slowly moves steadily behind me.

I can see the red line coming around a corner. It’s my end point, my exit, my salvation. I just need to get myself and that ugly, screeching blank hunk of metal past it, and I’ll be home free. It should be impossible—at least for someone as tiny as me—but I’ve actually been able to use my small frame as an asset.

I pull myself just past the line so I can sit up and grasp the rope around my hips with both my bare hands. The rope strains and almost feels like it’s going to snap. The weight doesn’t budge, so I give it another yank. Nothing. I set my jaw, clench my teeth, and heave all my weight backwards—and suddenly, the weight gives a jump. Encouraged, I pull again.

The other three trainees, all guys, drop what they’re doing and stare. They’ve been done with this course for a long time now. No one else had as much trouble as I am. But then again, 180 pounds is nothing when you’re six feet tall and ninety percent muscle.

Go, Dani! comes a voice from behind me. You got this, lady. C’mon. Just pull that goddamn weight across the line! Crouched just inches away from me is Jamie, doing his best to be encouraging but still somehow coming off as a bit of a dick. Part of me thinks he is just seconds away from grabbing me from around my waist, throwing me over his shoulder, and doing the work for me.

But he knows better. Instead he gets the rest of the trainees to chant my name with him. Even Captain Quinn is in on it as he shouts out my remaining time: ten seconds.

10...

My hands make a loop around the rope.

9....

I lean back slightly like I’m about to row a boat.

8...

I make my first tug and the weight moves an inch.

7...

I grunt and heave as I pull again.

6...

My hands drop the rope as my body begs me to just give it up.

5...

I feel sick to my stomach as I know I have to try again. I can’t not do this.

4...

I take in a deep breath of air, filling my lungs up.

3...

I cry out as I pull hard against the rope. My entire body leans back and falls onto the concrete.

2...

The weight slides fast across the line.

1...

I pull once more to be sure while letting out the longest, most satisfying cry I can muster up.

You did it! You did it Dani! Jamie throws himself around me as I lay in a ball. His closeness throws me off, but I let it happen.

I’m too tired to push him away if I could. The other trainees reach down and pat me on the shoulder before going back to the workout machines and weights left out in the fading sun.

Above me, the Captain makes a note on his clipboard before giving me the thumbs up sign. I did it. I wasn’t supposed to. No one, including myself, thought I would ever get through that obstacle course with a weight that heavy. Just last week, I was struggling with a weight half its size, but I managed to find some kind of strength I never knew I had in me. And now I am only a few months and skill