Glory (Book 2): Devil’s Kin MC, #2

By Naomi West

This is book 2 of the Devil's Kin MC romance series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

There's nothing glorious about taking her like a savage beast.

I never wanted a woman or a baby.

But I know one thing for sure:

I'm not pulling out of Gloria until I'm fully finished.

That's not usually my style.

Most of the time, I'm the bang 'em and leave 'em' type.

But something about this girl makes me keep coming back for more.

She's a survivor, like me.

And every time we part ways, I can't stop thinking about her body in my arms.

Her moans in my arms.

Her fingernails, clawing the bedsheets.

But I can't be with her.

She deserves a family man, not a broken man like me.

My plan was to take her for the night, then disappear forever.

But something happened that threw off everything.

Something that will change me for good.

She got pregnant with my baby.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MBK Hanson Inc.
• Release date: Nov 5, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393083139

Naomi West

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Glory: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Devil’s Kin MC Book 1)

By Naomi West

There’s nothing glorious about f**king her like a savage beast.

I NEVER WANTED A WOMAN or a baby.

But I know one thing for sure:

I’m not pulling out of Gloria until I’m fully finished.

That’s not usually my style.

Most of the time, I’m the ‘f**k ‘em and leave ‘em’ type.

But something about this girl makes me keep coming back for more.

She’s a survivor, like me.

And every time we part ways, I can’t stop thinking about her body in my arms.

Her moans in my arms.

Her fingernails, clawing the bedsheets.

But I can’t be with her.

She deserves a family man, not a broken man like me.

My plan was to take her for the night, then disappear forever.

But something happened that threw off everything.

Something that will change me for good.

She got pregnant with my baby.

Chapter 1

Fury

I t was the strangest thing, Butcher is saying. He’s all amped up, the way a man gets after a gunfight, or a near-gunfight in this case. I can tell I’m not going to be able to get a word in until he’s told the story a second time and smoked another cigarette. "I went to the gambling den ready to do war, Fury, for war. I went on my own, ’cause I heard there were only a few Lady’s Death there and I had the element of surprise. But as soon as I got there, some bastard swiped me over the head and the next thing I know they had me in the middle of the room with all of them standing around me: ten of them, or more. They were going to torture me for information and then kill me.

And then the strangest thing happened, Fury. They had me right there, trussed up like a Christmas turkey, and then their leader got a call and it was from Big Loco. I could tell from the way the man’s talking. And then they let me go, untied me, and kicked me to the curb.

He shakes his head, sucking down the last of his cigarette. We’re at the tracks. He looks at me like he’s only just noticed that I’m here.

Shit, Fury. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.

So I tell him, all of it.

By the time I finish he’s off his bike, pacing up and down, wringing his hands. Holy shit, he says. Holy fuckin’ shit. They just took him, just like that—the same day they let me go, just like that. Do you reckon that’s a coincidence or what?

I don’t know, Butch, I say honestly. I hadn’t thought of connecting ’em, but that’s not what really matters. What matters is getting that kid back. You should see her. Goddamn. One second we’re acting like children, all that romantic shit—don’t look at me like that, I don’t understand why it’s different with her either—and then the kid is gone. The boss has given me you and the Kid.

That’s it? he snaps. The fuck is that about?

He said the club couldn’t afford to take anymore men off their duties.

Might be true, Butcher mutters.

Might be? What do you mean?

It seems to me that we’ve lost half our business since this shit started and putting more men on this kidnapping would focus ’em some, as well as pitting more troops against the Lady’s Death.

He has a reason for it, I say, defending him on reflex. He wants to help me. He said so himself. He just can’t, not right now. Remember, there are things happening in the club all the time that we don’t know about.

Butcher stares at me with that all-seeing gaze. All right, Fury, all right. The fuck did you let me sit here whining for, anyway? He climbs back onto his bike. Shall I go see the Marine?

That’s why we’re here, I tell him. Go see the Marine and tell him I’ll pay premium for him to find the kid double-speed.

Why didn’t you just call, man? I wasted your time.

I reach into my pocket and take out a piece of paper. I hand it to him.

He unfolds it. Cute kid, he mutters. He’s got your eyes, Fury. And your hair.

Yeah, I’ve heard that. You really need to get a new fuckin’ phone. He carries around an old-fashioned brick ’cause he finds smartphones too confusing.

I know it. He puts the picture in his pocket. I’ll call you when I have something. Should be before the end of the day. You know how the Marine works.

All right. We bump knuckles. Keep me posted.

"What’re you gonna