Calia Wilde believes the hero isn’t always the good guy. She believes some heroes and heroines cannot play by the rules to get their happily ever after.
She is a writer of misfits, anti-heroes, villains, underdogs, fringe elements, and other tropes that will likely get her barred from polite society.
As a feral Gen-Xer, she spent numerous hours roaming the woods in search of elves, fairies, dragons, or anything that would take her away from the dreaded curse of doing dishes. She once fell off a wardrobe, but instead of landing in Narnia, a very emphatic order of “Don’t tell Mom,” was decreed. In case you are wondering, yes, she did land on her head.
One time in Sturgis, she was offered twenty bucks to climb a ladder. She declined as there was some fine print regarding the quest that went beyond conquering a fear of heights. But it was there... in that magical realm of bikers, booze, and foul language, that she came into the possession of her very first item of armor... aka, black clothing. The forbidden was in her grasp and became an life-long obsession to avoid anything pastel.
As she searched for a career that would indulge this penchant for wearing black, she stumbled upon the world of special effects and excitedly pursued the art of sleeping in strange hotels, working ungodly hours, and handling anything
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The only thing deadlier than hate is forbidden love.
Nickel
—"It's been five years, man."
"I know."
Love wasn't the problem. Hate was.
Some grudges couldn't be killed, and some memories wouldn't stay dead. The divide between the Rebel Souls and the Destroyers was more than just a simple biker feud. They used to be our brothers. Our friends. An act of betrayal, and a legacy of revenge made our clubs bitter enemies.
I wasn't supposed to fall in love with Rachel, the Rebel Souls' bartender. And I certainly wasn't supposed to use her to spy on our former club. But I did. On both counts.
Then I pushed her away. It was for her safety, for her future, and for my club, thinking the sacrifice was worth the pain of losing her. That she'd be better off without me in her life.
Rachel
"What kind of biker wears glasses?"
—"The kind who can't see well without them."
I should have hated him, but I couldn't.
Our nights were filled with passion, our love hidden from the world under the cloak of darkness. He was a criminal. I should have called the police when we first met. But there was more to this unusual outlaw than he let anyone see, and I intended to find out every secret that lurked behind his unassuming facade.
I spied for him.
I lied for him.
I cried for him.
Five years wasn't enough to kill our love. But coming back to restore it might kill us both.
Restore the Night is a Destroyers MC (Motorcycle Club) romance novel of forbidden love, betrayal, enemies, lovers, and second chances
Título : Restore the Night
EAN : 9781962062251
Editorial : Calia Wilde
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