Steel (Book 2): Comanche Sons MC, #2

By Kathryn Thomas

This is book 2 of the Comanche Sons MC romance series! Book 3 of this motorcycle club romance series is available everywhere now!

 

Chest like iron. Abs like metal. Heart like the coldest steel.

 

He's too dangerous to fall for…

But too gorgeous to refuse.

Chance Truman is a killer with demons on his trail…

So why do I keep coming back to his bed?

 

RILEY TANNER

 

Chance Truman is a devil in the streets and a god in the sheets.

A member of the Comanche Sons MC, he had a reputation as a world-class heartbreaker.

Every girl in town has a story about their one night with him.

But it was only ever one.

No one had ever managed to hook him for more…

 

Until me.

 

I was sure he'd leave me behind just like he did with every other girl.

But Chance had different ideas.

Every night in his arms is pure ecstasy.

 

I just don't know how long it'll last.

 

CHANCE TRUMAN

 

I'm sick of the game.

It's bloodshed every day with no end in sight.

Too many dead men in my past.

Too many skeletons in my closet.

 

I want out.

I want everything I sacrificed to get here.

Like safety. Happiness. Peace.

 

And above all, a family.

 

I'd never found the right girl.

But Riley is shining light into the darkest parts of my soul.

She's making me believe there's a chance, even for a killer like me.

 

Maybe we'll find our happily ever after.

 

But if anyone tries to take her from me…

I'll go right back to my killing ways.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Apr 8, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393919612

Book preview

Steel: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Comanche Sons MC Book 2)

By Kathryn Thomas

Chest like iron. Abs like metal. Heart like the coldest steel.

HE’S TOO DANGEROUS to fall for...

But too gorgeous to refuse.

Chance Truman is a killer with demons on his trail...

So why do I keep coming back to his bed?

RILEY TANNER

Chance Truman is a devil in the streets and a god in the sheets.

A member of the Comanche Sons MC, he had a reputation as a world-class heartbreaker.

Every girl in town has a story about their one night with him.

But it was only ever one.

No one had ever managed to hook him for more...

Until me.

I was sure he’d leave me behind just like he did with every other girl.

But Chance had different ideas.

Every night in his arms is pure ecstasy.

I just don’t know how long it’ll last.

CHANCE TRUMAN

I’m sick of the game.

It’s bloodshed every day with no end in sight.

Too many dead men in my past.

Too many skeletons in my closet.

I want out.

I want everything I sacrificed to get here.

Like safety. Happiness. Peace.

And above all, a family.

I’d never found the right girl.

But Riley is shining light into the darkest parts of my soul.

She’s making me believe there’s a chance, even for a killer like me.

Maybe we’ll find our happily ever after.

But if anyone tries to take her from me...

I’ll go right back to my killing ways.

Chapter 1

Riley’s situation was very tenuous. She stood on a juncture from which her life had the potential to go down two different paths. One path could lead to great happiness and peace, and the other could throw her on the brink of agony. Soon, she would have to choose. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a clue as to which road was the right one. When she met Chance, she didn’t have an idea that this man could turn her life upside down. She didn’t know that he would make a place in her heart.

Riley wasn’t ready for a serious relationship, but that’s what this was quickly becoming.

After there was a break-in at her place and her brother tried to kill her yet again, Chance refused to run away. He stood by her side, fought the intruder, and saved her life in the process. Now, she owed him big. Riley didn’t like being in debt. It made her cranky. Perhaps that was the reason why she was currently having a huge fight with him.

You absolutely can’t stay in that place anymore, he said.

She lifted her chin and crossed her arms at the chest. When she met his gaze head on, desire stirred in her heart. She squashed down on it without the least bit of mercy. Just because he was handsome as sin didn’t mean she had to give in to his ridiculous demands. We’re dating. That doesn’t mean that you have the right to tell me what to do and what not to do. I make my own decisions, she replied.

He thumped his hand on the kitchen counter. They were currently standing in her apartment. Even though he only wore faded, blue jeans and a white t-shirt, he looked good enough to eat. His hair was cropped short, and his green eyes were sharp and bright. You can make whatever decisions you want as long as they are not made here. You’re coming with me.

The locks have been changed, and there is even a new security camera in the lobby.

Your demented brother isn’t going to care about all that when he comes to murder you. All he wants is to gut you alive, and I would prefer it if you didn’t give him the opportunity to do so, he spat out the words in a voice that indicated that his temper was now on full boil.

Riley also didn’t think that new locks and a camera were sufficient to stop Wesley, her brother, who was actually hunting her as ordinary men do with animals in the forest. He would come again—that much was certain. This was the reason why she still hadn’t decided if she was sticking to this town or moving on. Since she turned eighteen and was free from the foster homes, Riley made it a point to shift to another town every year or so. The more she moved, the harder it became for Wesley to track her. Yet, he always managed to find her. She still had to figure out how he was finding her again and again. Maybe it was time to change her name. That was the only thing that still connected her to the past. Everything else was erased and gone. She was reluctant to take that final step to become a new person. Maybe most people would have liked to shed that baggage, but not Riley. She wanted it so that she could always remember how far she’d come.

Her life was good, and she didn’t need a man to complete it.

As good looking as he was, as needy as he made her feel, and as kind and sweet as he was, Chance was a complication, and it was time to get rid of him.

I’ve been taking care of myself for a long, long time. Don’t tell me how to get this job done because I am on top of it.

A job? You think saving your life is a job.

She shrugged. Sure, she wanted to live. That’s why she kept moving. It was the only thing that kept her safe all those years. But she’d long ago removed all emotions that she felt about this particular matter. This was just a part of her life. She’d accepted it, embraced it. She didn’t waste too much time worrying about the hows and the whys. If she did, she would go insane. After all, there was a history of mental illness in the family. A father who regularly beat his family and a brother who killed his parents and wanted to murder his sister weren’t sane, even if the world didn’t declare them insane. She didn’t want to end up like them. So, she kept her emotions tightly locked and worked on autopilot. If she didn’t allow herself to feel strongly, she wouldn’t ever lose control.

Maybe it was a strange kind of logic, but it worked for her.

I don’t need a man to tell me how to do things, Chance. I’m fully capable. Make no mistake about that.

And we saw plenty of evidence of that when he came calling this time. If I wasn’t there, he would have gutted you with that knife.

If you weren’t there, I wouldn’t have been out. Before you arrived in my life, my routine was pretty simple. I went out for work and came back home. There wasn’t a chance for anyone to break into my house.

He curled his lip. That’s just stupid. He would’ve broken in when you were at work. You were just damn lucky that I came into your apartment with you...if you’d come in alone... He suddenly stopped, and his eyes clouded. She was amazed to see that his hands shook. Seeing her glance at them, he took them off the counter. He didn’t want her to see how shaken he was by the incident. She was strangely touched by this emotion. No one had ever cared that much for her ever before. "I don’t want you to get hurt, Riley. Please. It’s not a big deal. If you’re not comfortable