Lawbreaker (Book 1): War Hawks MC, #1

By Claire St. Rose

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

He broke my body, stole my heart, and left me to suffer… or did he?

My work was all I had in my life.

No dreams. No family. No prospects. Nothing to show for it. As long as I came back with my paycheck, I could at least try to keep up with pretending.

Then Tarek came along…

And everything I'd worked for turned to dust.

He was everything I wasn't and everything I wanted.

Every touch, every look pulled me in deeper, promising me pleasures I had only ever fantasized of.

But he also promised danger.

It came with the territory of who he was.

A biker contract killer in my bed?

Not a recipe for peace and quiet.

But what seemed at first like a miraculous escape from my miserable life has become a nightmare of blood and violence.

His enemies are after us.

After ME.

Tarek's kiss is the only reason I haven't run screaming for the hills.

I know it can't last.

But when I feel his strong hands hold me, I can't help asking myself:

…Can it?

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Is this bad boy biker the answer to Annie's dreams, or the beginning of her worst nightmare? Either way, you know that this bad boy MC romance will blow you away with steamy sex and action that will make your jaw drop. For all fans of alpha male biker romance, make sure you get your hands on LAWBREAKER – this motorcycle club romance series is one you don't want to miss

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Dec 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393032267

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Lawbreaker: A Motorcycle Club Romance (War Hawks MC Book 1)

By Claire St. Rose

He broke my body, stole my heart, and left me to suffer... or did he?

MY WORK WAS ALL I HAD in my life.

No dreams. No family. No prospects. Nothing to show for it. As long as I came back with my paycheck, I could at least try to keep up with pretending.

Then Tarek came along...

And everything I’d worked for turned to dust.

He was everything I wasn’t and everything I wanted.

Every touch, every look pulled me in deeper, promising me pleasures I had only ever fantasized of.

But he also promised danger.

It came with the territory of who he was.

A biker contract killer in my bed?

Not a recipe for peace and quiet.

But what seemed at first like a miraculous escape from my miserable life has become a nightmare of blood and violence.

His enemies are after us.

After ME.

Tarek’s kiss is the only reason I haven’t run screaming for the hills.

I know it can’t last.

But when I feel his strong hands hold me, I can’t help asking myself:

...Can it?

IS THIS BAD BOY BIKER the answer to Annie’s dreams, or the beginning of her worst nightmare? Either way, you know that this bad boy MC romance will blow you away with steamy sex and action that will make your jaw drop. For all fans of alpha male biker romance, make sure you get your hands on LAWBREAKER – this motorcycle club romance series is one you don’t want to miss.

Chapter 1

Annie

G et out of the way ! Get out of the way! a man yelled, shoving me into a wall.

A cacophony of screaming, stampeding high heels, and breaking dinnerware filled the air. I started my night with a headache and dreaded serving a bunch of rich snoots, who only noticed me when their champagne glasses were empty. Now, they trampled me, even in the face of death, valuing my life as less important than their own. I rounded myself into a ball and hugged my body to the wall as best as I could to shield myself until it was safe to stand again. I tried to focus on what was going on around me to get my bearings and keep calm.

I don’t understand, an older woman in evening wear and gaudy jewelry said. Who would attack a gala in the medical field? I mean, this is the TRU Body Gala. Testing, Researching and Understanding the Body. The only people attending are medical researchers, chemists, and science types. We are relatively unknown outside our field.

A young couple that must have accompanied her to the gala were each holding one of her arms, trying to continue guiding her through the scrap. She was genuinely perplexed. People were bumping them from all sides as they were running past, but the couple continued to hold on to her.

Grandmother, please, we must hurry. We will get where it is safe and ask questions later, the young woman said.

Yes, added the man. The most important thing right now is to get everyone out safely.

That doesn’t include you, said a man dressed in black from head to toe. Turn around. We plan to keep this party going in the main event room.

His face wasn’t covered, but from where I was, I couldn’t see it. He stood with his legs wide and was aiming some sort of assault rifle at the trio. People who had been running in our direction screamed and began running the other way. The hall I was crouched in was no longer full, but I decided to stay low.

Please, sir, said the young man with the two women. My wife is pregnant. Her grandmother is old and frail. We wouldn’t be of any help to you. Please let us go.

The only place you’re going is back to one of those fancy tables you all were sitting at before we crashed this little party, the man said, wiggling his gun horizontally to gesture them back in the direction they had come from.

Another man in black was leading more people in the same direction. I assumed he had cut them off from fleeing as well. While another was going from table to table lifting the cloths with the nose of his gun to see if anyone was hiding underneath. Guastavino’s had gone from being decorated to please the highest of royalty to looking like the aftermath of a climactic scene in an action movie. There was debris lodged in the walls from the explosion and scores of bullet holes. These men were taking hostages, but clearly, some of us were expendable.

I crawled along, still keeping low and close to the wall until I reached the kitchen. I stood and peered through the plastic oval windows of the swinging doors leading inside and saw a man, dressed like the ones terrorizing everyone, holding another man at gunpoint.

He didn’t look like he was rounding people up the way the others had. He looked like a one-man firing squad preparing to dole out a prisoner’s sentence. I didn’t see anyone else inside, but I knew there was nothing but chaos where I had been. I had no choice but to keep moving forward. I had to risk entering the room.

You can do this Annie, I whispered, encouraging myself.

I took a deep breath and slowly eased the door open, hoping the gunman wouldn’t hear. I also hoped his current victim wouldn’t direct his attention to me to spare himself. Luckily for me, he didn’t. We locked eyes for a moment.

There are a lot of people who would be real pleased with me for getting rid of you, the man with the gun said. You’ve pissed a lot of people off and become a thorn in the wrong man’s side.

His voice was gruff and mocking. He was dressed all in black like the others and had a blocky build. He seemed to be toying with the man at the end of his gun, reveling in the idea of killing him.

There are a lot of people who would be glad about a lot of things, and we all get a little angry at times, the man at gunpoint replied. I’m glad this shindig was open bar. I’m not so happy you and your buddies crashed the party. I’m pissed you have a gun in my face, but I’m so glad you’re oblivious to your surroundings.

What? the gunman asked, raising his shoulders. Is that supposed to be some kind of riddle or something? You think this is a joke?

The man at gunpoint chuckled a little at this last comment just as I grabbed a large pan off the counter. As I cracked it over the gunman’s head,

Reviews for Lawbreaker (Book 1)

[Amanda Rooney · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

There’s not really much focus on the MC aspect in this series but I did enjoy the suspense and trying to figure out what exactly was going on.