Midnight (Book 1): War Reaper MC, #1

By Sophia Gray

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

She needs my protection. I just need her body.

RAFE

The second I walk out of a jail, I have one goal: to kill the man who put me behind bars.

I'm getting closer to discovering the true identity of my sworn enemy.

Until an innocent woman witnesses a murder in an alleyway…

…and I'm the only one who can keep her safe.

Jewel and I ride out, our enemies close on our tail.

But that doesn't stop me from wanting her like I've never wanted another woman.

In the dark of the night, I make her mine.

But when I can taste my revenge, it's so close, I have to make a decision:

Do I shed blood today?

Or do I choose the woman who's become more important than life itself?

JEWEL

I wasn't supposed to be there.

But when I see a murder in an alleyway, I'm convinced I'm next.

That's when Rafe saves me and takes me to safety.

On the road together, I discover that this gorgeous, mysterious man has a dark past.

That doesn't stop me from wanting him to touch me, to kiss me, to claim me.

But our mutual enemies are closing in.

Time is running out.

Now we're at the mercy of ruthless criminals, and as a gun is pointed at my head, I know one thing:

I may die now, but I'll never regret meeting Rafe.

Because he is the love of my life…

No matter how little of it I have left.

***

MIDNIGHT is a dark bad boy romance series about an alpha male biker who saves an innocent woman from the scene of a brutal crime. Their love is off-limits but in this dark romance with sex, love, and thrilling suspense, you never know what is going to happen next. Check out MIDNIGHT by bestselling author Sophia Gray if you like hot, exciting bad boy romance books!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393762218

Book preview

Midnight: A Motorcycle Club Romance (War Reaper MC Book 1)

By Sophia Gray

She needs my protection. I just need her body.

RAFE

The second I walk out of a jail, I have one goal: to kill the man who put me behind bars.

I’m getting closer to discovering the true identity of my sworn enemy.

Until an innocent woman witnesses a murder in an alleyway...

...and I’m the only one who can keep her safe.

Jewel and I ride out, our enemies close on our tail.

But that doesn’t stop me from wanting her like I’ve never wanted another woman.

In the dark of the night, I make her mine.

But when I can taste my revenge, it’s so close, I have to make a decision:

Do I shed blood today?

Or do I choose the woman who’s become more important than life itself?

JEWEL

I wasn’t supposed to be there.

But when I see a murder in an alleyway, I’m convinced I’m next.

That’s when Rafe saves me and takes me to safety.

On the road together, I discover that this gorgeous, mysterious man has a dark past.

That doesn’t stop me from wanting him to touch me, to kiss me, to claim me.

But our mutual enemies are closing in.

Time is running out.

Now we’re at the mercy of ruthless criminals, and as a gun is pointed at my head, I know one thing:

I may die now, but I’ll never regret meeting Rafe.

Because he is the love of my life...

No matter how little of it I have left.

MIDNIGHT IS A DARK bad boy romance series about an alpha male biker who saves an innocent woman from the scene of a brutal crime. Their love is off-limits but in this dark romance with sex, love, and thrilling suspense, you never know what is going to happen next. Check out MIDNIGHT by bestselling author Sophia Gray if you like hot, exciting bad boy romance books!

Chapter 1

Rafe

Most people would probably figure that the average guy in prison would be goddamn delighted when his last day comes up and he's just a few hours away from walking out the front gates. After all, that'd make plenty of sense.

Too bad I wasn't the average guy.

Oh, I wanted to leave, for sure. I couldn't wait to take off that itchy fucking prison uniform, slip into my real clothes, and turn my back on that scumhole once and for all. Especially after a seven-year sentence for drug trafficking, when the shit the cops found on me wasn't even mine.

I was no saint, and I'd run plenty of pot and E from Indiana to Chicago with my club, the War Reapers. But when the cops came banging on my door at three in the morning with a search warrant, opened my closet, and found two kilos of coke I'd never seen before, I knew I was truly fucked and my MC wouldn't be able to do much about it except see me on visiting days.

And I knew just who had fucked me, too, and why. That was the hell of it.

Jester, I thought, when I get out of here, I'm gonna find you and bash your skull in with a fucking wrench. I don't even give a shit if I get caught and end up back in here. At least this time, I'll have earned it.

Sam Gismondi was a powerful enforcer for the Mancuso crime family. They'd been the second-largest outfit in Chicago after the Bonaccorsos. Sam had earned the nickname Jester after he'd posed as a clown to get into a birthday party for the son of a rival gang, then slaughtered everyone there with an Uzi. He was known for being fast on the draw and savagely hardcore, not to mention the kind of dangerously insane that's reserved for guys who kill people while wearing clown makeup.

The Reapers never did any business with the Mancusos directly, but Jester's niece Abby started hanging around the Devil's Nest, which was the Reapers' base of operations. Abby was in her early twenties and hotter than hell. She started coming on strong from the moment she saw me, wearing barely-there outfits and sitting on my lap so she could wriggle her tight little ass against my crotch. I laughed it off at first, but when I actually started talking with her, it turned out that she was smart and funny, too.

When Bard, the President of the Reapers, found out that I liked Abby as more than just a hot piece of ass, he warned me to play it slow and cool to make sure Jester didn't feel like we were disrespecting him. So I mostly acted like a gentleman, and for over three months, Abby and I were in a legit relationship. Having Jester around all the time when I hung out with her was kind of creepy, but at least he acted friendly to me, even if he always had a dark look in his eyes that said, If you hurt my niece, I'll stuff you in a fucking blender.

I don't really remember when I first realized there was something wrong with Abby. Maybe it was the way she lost her temper with the servers whenever we'd go out to eat, bossing them around and insulting them. Maybe it was the phone calls I overheard with her parents, when she sounded spoiled and demanding at best, manipulative and borderline-psychotic at worst.

It got so bad that I felt like I was dating someone with Multiple Personality Disorder. Even when she was acting all cute and cuddly in bed with me, all I could think about was that ugly side of her. I wondered when she'd finally end up turning on me, like a pit bull that's fine one minute and shredding some kid's face off the next.

When Abby surprised me by getting my name tattooed on her left tit, I knew I had to break it off with her. I tried to take the blame by telling her I just wasn't ready for a commitment and blah blah blah, but she refused to hear it. She kept shrieking and cursing at me for a solid hour, calling me every name she could think of before she stormed out and slammed the door. It was a rough scene, but at least it was over.

Or anyway, that's what I thought.

Then came the phone calls. Sometimes she'd hang up as soon as I picked up. Sometimes she'd cry and beg me to take her back. Sometimes she'd scream at me, saying I was a fag for not wanting her back and threatening to cut my dick off. When I screened the calls, they'd get more frequent, until my phone was ringing nonstop for hours at a time. When I changed my phone number, she somehow got the new one. I told myself that crazy people have short attention spans, and she'd lose interest after a while.

Then Boomer, one of the other Reapers, told me he'd heard a nasty rumor. Word was going around that Abby had showed up at Jester's house, covered in bruises and swearing that I'd beaten her up and raped her.

Part of me was fucking horrified, while the other part felt pretty goddamn stupid for not seeing this coming.