MorningStar MC

Eloping with the love of my life isn't as easy as finding an Elvis chapel on the Vegas strip. Demons from my wife's past come back to haunt us before the honeymoon can even start. We have to get through all the secrets and lies to get our happily ever after.

When you survive an ordeal like I did at such a young age, people tend to label you a victim. That will never be me. I am a fighter. The past does not define me. So when my secret savior comes out of the shadows to prove his love, I do what I do best, fight. Against my family, enemies, and my own heart. Because how could I have found true love during the worst time of my life?

When you’re married to the love of your life for 30 years and lose them tragically, the part of your heart capable of love dies with them. Or so I thought. Somehow, this tiny little imp of a woman has wormed her way into the hole left behind by my wife’s death. She is way too young, is being hunted with a price on her head, and I’m about to be a grandfather. Am I too old to overcome the obstacles this new romance is taking us on, or will it all be worth the risk to make her mine?

I've dedicated my life to saving people. First for the Navy and now for my club. So, there isn't a chance in hell that I would allow the most infuriating woman I have ever met to give up on life. Not only does it go against everything I believe in, but I just can't imagine a world where she's not annoying me. Does that make me a selfish prick? Maybe. Ask me if I care. NO, I don't. Because at the end of the day, no amount of cursing this Latin spitfire can throw at me will ever change my mind.