Carter (Book 2): Metal Monsters MC, #2

By APRIL LUST

This is book 2 of the Metal Monsters MC trilogy. Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I'm his hostage by day and his f**ktoy by night.

Carter walked into my bar and changed everything.

He doesn't forgive, and he doesn't forget.

So when I accidentally ruined his million dollar heist…

He threw me on his motorcycle and ruined my life.

BILLIE

I love a rough crowd in my bar.

A touch of danger is good for the soul.

When tall, sexy Carter Winslow and his two friends walked in, I knew they were different.

I should've kept my distance.

But a little piece of paper they left behind dragged me into the middle of their outlaw life on the run.

And then the bad boy's kiss kept me in it for good.

CARTER

The guys and I had a job to do, perfectly planned down to the last detail.

But when the gorgeous bartender showed up where she didn't belong, she put everyone in danger.

She says she's trustworthy, but she's the only one who can name me.

If the cops get ahold of her, I'm in big trouble.

Or I can make her my wife and then she doesn't have to testify against me at all...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: May 23, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393315926

Book preview

Carter: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Metal Monsters MC) (Book 2)

By April Lust

I’m his hostage by day and his f**ktoy by night.

CARTER WALKED INTO my bar and changed everything.

He doesn’t forgive, and he doesn’t forget.

So when I accidentally ruined his million dollar heist...

He threw me on his motorcycle and ruined my life.

BILLIE

I love a rough crowd in my bar.

A touch of danger is good for the soul.

When tall, sexy Carter Winslow and his two friends walked in, I knew they were different.

I should’ve kept my distance.

But a little piece of paper they left behind dragged me into the middle of their outlaw life on the run.

And then the bad boy’s kiss kept me in it for good.

CARTER

The guys and I had a job to do, perfectly planned down to the last detail.

But when the gorgeous bartender showed up where she didn’t belong, she put everyone in danger.

She says she’s trustworthy, but she’s the only one who can name me.

If the cops get ahold of her, I’m in big trouble.

Or I can make her my wife and then she doesn’t have to testify against me at all...

Chapter 1

Billie

Waves of heat shimmered off the desert sand as they rode. They'd been at it for almost three hours, and the sun's rays were still unforgiving as it baked the sand and their bodies.

Billie patted her pinto's hot hide and it neighed unhappily. Foam was beginning to gather at the corners of its mouth, and its steps were becoming more tired and plodding. It would need food and water soon or else it would collapse. Clyde's horse would, too.

Before they'd left The Whippoorwill, they'd taken the two bottles of water from the mini-fridge so they could try to stay hydrated during their journey. But even though the water turned warm fast and Billie tried to restrain herself from taking anything but tiny sips from it, her supply still ran out quickly, and now she was left without a drop. Worse, she could feel the sun burning her exposed face and arms, and the top of her head felt like it was on fire.

She was getting dizzy and sick to her stomach, and as the world around her started to become a miasma of wavy lines, she realized she could no longer tell if it was a heat mirage or if her own vision was becoming blurred from dehydration.

Why had she been so insistent on parking in front of the bank and witnessing a crime that morning? Why had she been dumb enough to lean out of the car and yell out to the robbers? Why had she insisted on treating this whole thing like some kind of amusement park ride instead of taking it seriously and staying out of harm's way like most sane people would?

Most of all, why had she believed it was a clever idea for them to ride across this hellish stretch of nowhere? And on horseback, no less?

If only she'd spent her day off at home, she could be inside with the air conditioner cranked as high as it would go. She could be drinking cold beers and dozing off on her couch while watching the harmless cops and robbers on TV, instead of being threatened by real ones and risking a lonely and agonizing death in this parched wasteland.

She thought about all of the times she'd foolishly believed that there could be no worse fate than spending a long, boring, miserable life in a town like Cactus Hollow. But oh, how wrong she'd been.

Her pinto suddenly brayed with fright and reared up, and Billie saw that a rattlesnake had crossed its path. The rattler bared its fangs briefly, then continued on its way. But even as it slithered out of sight, the sound of its rattle still filled Billie's ears until it seemed to press against the backs of her eyeballs. She felt a nauseating lurch as she saw the ground spinning up to meet her.

Before she could fall over, a firm hand clamped on her shoulder, steadying her. Clyde was next to her on his own horse, his eyes filled with concern.

You okay? he asked. His cheeks and forehead were bright red, and his lips were cracked. His long hair was plastered to his sweaty neck and temples.

Billie nodded and tried to lick her lips to respond, but her tongue was like sandpaper. All she could do was let out