"There's never been a time I've cared about anything more than my club. Today that all changed. Today I got you."
Maddox is the president of the Jokers' Wrath MC. He's hard, he's determined, and he's never had to give his heart over...until the day he found and saved Santana. Sassy and headstrong, she's given him a run for his money for a solid five years. Their tension has built, and both of them have danced around a passion that's burning so deep in their souls, it's all consuming. They want each other - they're just too stubborn to admit it. Heat, lust, and sassy natures will have them fighting against what's real. She's feisty, he's stubborn. But everything will change the moment she gets her first taste of the rugged, broody biker.
There's one problem with this story...Maddox has a secret. A secret he knows will crush Santana. It will take her life and spiral it out of control, sending them into a world of danger that will risk not only their lives but everyone in the club's, too. Will their love withstand the battle? Or will Maddox lose forever the only girl he's loved? This story is the second book in a series.
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THIS COMPELLING LISTEN TOTALLY ABSORBED ME
- CAROLYN "I love being swept away by a new romance and thankfully Audible's ever growing Library means I get to indulge myself over and over again"
Santana, the main character was such an immature, selfish and whiny brat. It was hard to see what exactly anyone would like about her. I really did not understand what the connection between Santana and Maddox was. The petty fighting and pathetic jealousy between them got old quick. It was hard to believe that Maddox was a 30 year old man and a supposed Bikie President yet he acted like a sullen 16 year old.
Made the characters a bit more mature and realistic.
She really emphasised the whiny tone of Santana which made me want to punch something.
Don't bother listening to this book. It was hours of self indulgent, self pitying tripe.
- Natasha Zar "Natasha R Zar"