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Fender (Book 1): Blacktop Chaos MC, #1
Fender (Book 1): Blacktop Chaos MC, #1
Fender (Book 1): Blacktop Chaos MC, #1
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Fender (Book 1): Blacktop Chaos MC, #1

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This is book 1 of the Blacktop Chaos MC series! Books 2 and 3 are available everywhere now!

They took her from me. I'll fight like hell to get her back.

It was forbidden from the start.

But I couldn't live without her.

They tore us apart and threw me into exile.

Now, the time has come to fight for what's mine.

FENDER

I'm not supposed to lay a finger on her.

But having her near me, every hour of every day?

No man is that much of a saint.

It was only a matter of time before I made her mine.

I stroke that curvaceous little body and I make her gasp and moan and scream as I claim her.

I don't regret what I've done.

But then her father finds out, and throws me to the wolves.

Without me, she's unprotected. Vulnerable. Endangered.

I vowed to guard Vivian with my life.

And that's exactly what I'm going to do.

But sometimes I wonder if I'm really her protector…

…or if I'm the man who will be her downfall.

VIVIAN

As the leader of the Blacktop Chaos Motorcycle Club, my father is a powerful man.

No one dares defy him.

But then an unknown enemy attacks me, and all bets are off.

My father names Fender—the one man I've sworn to avoid—as my bodyguard and my protector.

Fender is relentless, as he gazes at me with those dark blue eyes.

I'm no match for his raw masculinity. For the power he exudes.

It goes against every rule in the book when Fender claims me, marks me, takes my very soul.

It's pure ecstasy.

But when my father discovers our sins, Fender is banished.

Leaving me alone…

And taking my last chance at happiness with him.

Can I risk everything to fight for the man I love?

***

FENDER is a dark romance with sex MC romance series about a love that was never meant to be. Fender and Vivian are polar opposites, but opposites attract in this new adult contemporary romance about an alpha male biker and the woman he is sworn to love and protect. Their passion makes this motorcycle club romance book one worth reading right now!

LanguageEnglish
Release dateOct 1, 2019
ISBN9781393478157
Fender (Book 1): Blacktop Chaos MC, #1

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    Fender (Book 1) - Sophia Gray

    Fender: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Blacktop Chaos MC Book 1)

    By Sophia Gray

    They took her from me. I’ll fight like hell to get her back.

    IT WAS FORBIDDEN FROM the start.

    But I couldn’t live without her.

    They tore us apart and threw me into exile.

    Now, the time has come to fight for what’s mine.

    FENDER

    I’m not supposed to lay a finger on her.

    But having her near me, every hour of every day?

    No man is that much of a saint.

    It was only a matter of time before I made her mine.

    I stroke that curvaceous little body and I make her gasp and moan and scream as I claim her.

    I don’t regret what I’ve done.

    But then her father finds out, and throws me to the wolves.

    Without me, she’s unprotected. Vulnerable. Endangered.

    I vowed to guard Vivian with my life.

    And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

    But sometimes I wonder if I’m really her protector...

    ...or if I’m the man who will be her downfall.

    VIVIAN

    As the leader of the Blacktop Chaos Motorcycle Club, my father is a powerful man.

    No one dares defy him.

    But then an unknown enemy attacks me, and all bets are off.

    My father names Fender—the one man I’ve sworn to avoid—as my bodyguard and my protector.

    Fender is relentless, as he gazes at me with those dark blue eyes.

    I’m no match for his raw masculinity. For the power he exudes.

    It goes against every rule in the book when Fender claims me, marks me, takes my very soul.

    It’s pure ecstasy.

    But when my father discovers our sins, Fender is banished.

    Leaving me alone...

    And taking my last chance at happiness with him.

    Can I risk everything to fight for the man I love?

    FENDER IS A DARK ROMANCE with sex MC romance series about a love that was never meant to be. Fender and Vivian are polar opposites, but opposites attract in this new adult contemporary romance about an alpha male biker and the woman he is sworn to love and protect. Their passion makes this motorcycle club romance book one worth reading right now!

    Chapter 1

    Vivian

    Big Hill, Texas

    I haven’t had the dream of teaching elementary school my whole life. But it sure feels like I have.

    The seed was planted in high school. When I was a sophomore, our class took a field trip to a local homeless shelter. The shelter staff had somehow found out I was the top student in my English class and was interested in books, so they let me read stories to the homeless kids.

    The way the kids all gathered around me in reverent awe, how they pointed at the pictures and tried to sound out the words I was speaking, the way I could make them jump and laugh by reading in a fast and hypnotic tone of voice—these details all merged into one of those great occupation epiphanies. I knew what I wanted to do with the rest of my life and what I wanted to be when I grew up.

    I’m twenty-five now, and I’ve been going to school to officially become a teacher. I’ll be finished next semester, and for now I’ve got a steady course load. I pay my bills by tutoring fellow college students in the evenings, and it’s something I really enjoy. The look on a person’s face when they smile and look up at me in sudden understanding is still pure magic and worth every bit of the struggle.

    Right now it’s winter time in Texas, and every day feels like a miracle. I love my apartment on campus where I sit at my little desk with its delicious smell of musty books and a single lamp lit against the chill.

    I drink mocha coffee from a chipped inlaid Chinese cup that I found when I was poking around in a murky little shop on the Boardwalk. The cup has a bird painted on it, and its plumage is an orange sunset set against the sapphire skies and a quaint bridge that leads somewhere to the distance of the Orient. That cup has always held a strange fascination for me. I like to turn it over in my hands, thinking of the future and meditating. The color of the skies reminds me of a lover’s eyes I hope to look into one day.

    But tonight, I’m in the library. There’s a gentle, late rain, the drops shimmering in the reflected light of the lamps scattered over the campus. Even in the quiet of the library, I can still hear the water softly tapping against the panes. I’m tutoring an Economics major named Mitch who is having a tough time with algebra.

    I’m still cold despite the heated room, so I take my long, light brown hair out of my hairclip and let it fall across my shoulders for warmth. I look up and Mitch seems to be looking at me strangely.

    Almost as if he’s suddenly interested in more than just algebra.

    It always takes me a moment or two to get it through my head that someone might desire me. I used to be so gawky and awkward-looking when I was a kid. But at about my senior year, things started happening. I grew taller and more graceful. My braces came off and my face cleared up. I stopped wearing my glasses and opted for contacts instead. And I noticed I got more attention, and that people acted much nicer to me.

    But still, deep inside, that same geeky kid from years ago is trying to claw her way to the surface. Sometimes I think that if I were smarter, I’d be bitter. It’s not like anything about me has changed besides my looks.

    At that moment in my nostalgia, I feel a hand fall gently on my shoulder.

    Miss Grayson? Vivian Grayson? The creaky voice belongs to Mrs. Eggert, the elderly head librarian. She narrows her eyes, like she’s ashamed to be speaking in a place of silence and quiet.

    Yes?

    There is a phone call for you in the lobby.

    Thanks, Mrs. Eggert. I’ll be right there.

    I turn to look at Mitch. He looks disappointed. I was really getting this, you know, he says, though I’m not sure if he’s being entirely truthful. "No one has ever been able to explain it to me and have me

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