Three sexy, feral bikers followed me home. Do I get to keep them?
I was fourteen when my parents died, fifteen when I put my trust in the wrong boy, and eighteen when all my mistakes came crashing down and nearly killed both me and my sister. Now I keep my head down and work at a canine rescue, because unlike people, dogs don’t judge or whisper behind your back. So when three growly members of the Screaming Eagles MC stomp in with a wounded stray and all my co-workers scatter, I stay put.
Their tough attitudes, foul mouths, and inked up skin don’t scare me. If you give them a chance, all most big dogs really want is good food, a long walk, and tummy rubs.
Turns out, that’s true for bikers, too.
I should tell them who I am, but it’s more fun not to. I should say no when they invite me out for a ride, but I’m tired of being good. I want to feel the wind in my hair and have a little fun, and they’re more than happy to help.
Beast and Piston are a deadly combo. Quick with their fists and fire in their blood. Beast’s beard is rough against my neck as he pulls my hair to the side and sends shivers down my spine with a throaty growl, while Piston sets a rhythm that makes my motor purr.
Zero keeps them steady. He watches quietly with dark promise in his eyes, and when he makes his move, I don’t stand a chance.
But when the stray’s owner shows up, it sets off warning bells. And when I start digging, I’m told to mind my own business. Yeah, right. I’m not good at doing what I’m told, especially if it means innocent animals might get hurt.
I just met these tough men, and getting me out of trouble isn’t their job, but just like dogs, when they love, they love unconditionally, and when someone they claim as their own is threatened, they go for the throat.
BAD GIRL FOR THE BIKERS is a motorcycle club reverse harem romance with a happy ever after ending. It’s book 11 in the Screaming Eagles MC Series of standalone romances with characters who continue to make appearances.
