Angel’s Halo MC

Felicity Bolton finally feels like she has moved on with her life. She misses her friends and family back in Creswell Springs, but now she has new friends—a new family. She has found the peace that she lost the night she lost her unborn child. She would do anything to protect her newfound family, even if that meant facing the devil himself.

The minute Jet Hannigan walks back into her life that’s exactly what she has to do.

Jet Hannigan is officially a free man. With his parole lifted he can finally do what he’s been aching to do, go after the only woman who will ever own his heart. He’s known where she is for months and has been impatiently waiting for the day he could reclaim her. What he wasn’t expecting was to have to pull out the big guns and blackmail her into returning to Creswell Springs with him. With everything going on with Flick’s boss, and the media circus surrounding the chaos, Jet thought the safest place for her was home where he and his brothers could protect her.

Instead he brings her home to a war zone.

Lessons hard learned last the longest.

Creswell Springs biggest manwhore, Raider Hannigan, one of Angel’s Halo MC’s most notorious members wasn’t for me. 

After years of him holding my heart, I had seen the harsh light of my reality.

Raider would never want me or … love me.

With a firm resolve to move on, I wouldn’t give in.

Only one moment of weakness came back to bite me. Now I had a secret.

 No one needed to know the depths of it all, especially not him.

There are always casualties of war… 

Matt
When I lost Rory, I lost everything. Her father ripped her away from me, and I didn’t see her again for three long years.

Now, she is back in my life, and I’m not about to let anyone take her away from me again.

Rory
My heart stopped the second I heard about the explosion, and it didn’t beat again until I knew Matt was safe. But even as my prayers were answered, my heart hurt for him.

While I couldn’t stop Matt’s pain at losing Tanner, maybe I could stop my father from destroying the MC.

Backing the Angel’s Halo MC into a corner will only cause an explosion.

Surrounded by their enemies, with danger lurking right outside their door, the MC is on total lock down.
Between the Italians and the senator, they are looking over their shoulders every minute of the day.
But was there an enemy sleeping right under their roof?

Kelli
I’ve always done what I had to survive, but it wasn’t just me I had to fend for. With my mother’s illness taking over her mind and making me a stranger to her, I would do anything to make sure she gets the care she needs.

But when it came down to it, I couldn’t betray Colt.

I sold out my bastard of a father—trading his secrets for enough money that would ensure my mother would always have what she needs—to protect the man I swore to myself I wouldn’t fall for. But too late, I realized he was everything I really needed.

Colt
With her fierce passion, I fell for Kelli long before I was ready to admit it to myself.

Now that love was blurred by the betrayal that had blindsided me.

At least with the USB drive of all the secrets she spilled on her father, we now had the upper hand on at least one of our enemies.

But will it be enough to repair what was broken between us?

Or will she become another casualty of this war who would have to be avenged?

Rewind.

I hit the rewind button on the old VHS tape that contains my memories, causing the past to scream across my closed lids.

Past the nightmare where Enzo Fontana goads me, threatening my family, wanting all the secrets of my MC that I refuse to give him.

Past the evil laughter that reaches me even in the sweat-soaked, pain-filled oblivion of near-death sleep.

Past the blast I thought would end me, the searing pain of the heat that melted my back, the shattering glass still lodged in parts of my body.

Past the months of loneliness because I let the one person I knew I couldn’t live without walk out of my life because I knew I wasn’t good enough for her.

Pause.

There she is.

Smiling up at me as I lean over her. Kissing her like I have the right to. Like I’m not stealing a moment in time I will have to live off of for the rest of my life.

A life that is going to end very, very soon.

I’m dying. I can feel the life begin to fade from me. My body, which has been tortured for days, perhaps even weeks—I don’t even know anymore—will give up soon.

And all I want to do is think about her.

That smile. The sweet taste of her lips. The little sounds she made as she gave me the most precious thing any woman could give a man. The love in her eyes in the afterglow.

She was mine then.

And I would forever be hers.

“Jos,” I groaned, letting the first tear leak from my eyes.