Black Rose Kisses

In Fairview Heights, there’s one rule everyone knows. Don’t cross the Black Rose gang. Not if you want to live. My father broke that rule. Now he owes the notorious Black Roses a favor, and to make sure he pays up, they’re taking me as collateral. Until Dad completes whatever job they gave him, three gang members will be my keepers. Sloan, Rory, and Levi. The boss’ son. The man with a secret. The flame from my past. They’re all dominant, cocky, and hot as hell, and I know from personal experience that one of them is a damn good lay.

In Fairview Heights, there’s one rule everyone knows: Don’t cross the Black Rose gang. Not if you want to live. My father broke that rule. Now, he owes the notorious Black Roses a favor, and to make sure he pays up, they’re taking me as collateral. Until Dad completes whatever job they gave him, three gang members will be my keepers. Sloan, Rory, and Levi. The boss’s son. The man with a secret. The flame from my past.

I can still hear the gunshot. Still see the blank look on Sloan’s face as he pulled the trigger. Those images beat against the inside of my skull, drowning out everything else. I can’t let my dad’s death be for nothing. No matter what it takes, I’ll make my keepers pay. The man who took everything from me. The man who shared his secret with me. The man who made me think he cared about me.

With vengeance burning like fire in my blood, I convinced myself it didn’t matter who I hurt, as long as I made the Black Roses pay for my dad’s death. But my father is alive. And now Gavin wants me dead. Trust is in short supply. A target has been painted on my back. My heart is a tangled mess. But I've never been one to roll over and give up, no matter how bleak things look.

With a single bullet, my heart shattered. With a single bullet, the Jackals destroyed any chance at peace. Because it’s not just about the war between two gangs anymore. When Hugh came after the people I love, he made it personal. I don’t care if Gavin still hates me, and I don’t give a s--t if I’m disobeying his marching orders.