Manda Mellett

I’m just your normal average member of the Satan’s Devils MC. I’ve no desire to be an officer; I'm happy to ride in the middle of the pack enjoying the biker lifestyle to the full. No commitments. Nothing to tie me down....

All I did was try to help my best friend escape her abusive boyfriend. And for that I ended up in a wheelchair. Life’s no longer worth living. No man will want me now. But my nightmare is only beginning. Ethan wants me as leverage to get his woman back....

As president of the Satan’s Devils MC, I can have every and any woman I choose, and I do. That’s how I got my name. But I’m happy with the variety; I know I’d never find a woman my equal to be my old lady....

Crystal, my wife, old lady, and soul mate, is dead. There’s no way to survive, nothing for me to live for. All I want to do is to join her. Now here I am, a solitary biker out on the road with no brothers behind me. Then the cop starts calling me. And I start to live for those calls....

Like the rest of my brothers, I’m devastated when disaster hits the Satan’s Devils MC. Shocked and angry, there couldn’t be a worse time to be contacted by the woman I’d briefly made my old lady, only for her to run the moment things got too tough....

I’ve committed the ultimate crime. To repay my gambling debts, I’ve stolen from my MC. Now, I’m out in bad standing. Cast adrift from all men I called Brother, I approach a rival MC. They let me join on the basis I share all the information about my previous club....

I’ve never been one to use the sweet butts like my brothers. I’ve waited for someone who’s special, the woman who’ll ride with me through life. I’ve sat back and watched as one by one my brothers are being pulled away from their whoring ways....

I’ve found a new home, a new place in the world, and now I must keep my secret. They can't find out who I once was—who I still am. I can't change, but I can disguise myself to avoid being a social pariah....

Badly burned and injured, I’ve lost everything. I can’t fight fires anymore, or even ride my bike. I brood, alone, even have thoughts of ending my life. That was when I hit the lowest point and the start of wanting to fight back....

I can’t allow myself to be distracted or let the softer side of me out. Having suppressed it so long, I no longer believe I have one....

I rescued Mariana. I wanted her. I couldn’t have her. Mariana doesn’t need a man like me in her life. A man who rides with an MC....