B B Blaque

The Masters M.C. B B Blaque

::: MUST READ BOOK #3 FTW before reading this book::: If you don't like unfiltered language, MM, MMf, menage, graphic depictions of vengeance, or things of that nature-this may not be the book for you. Triggers are subjective and random, but there may be some of those too. They ripped scabs off the wounds of a lifelong war and the wheels are rollin' to finish it once and for all. Sure, we got a little taste of blood from the Satan's Scavenger scum-it's not enough. I'm craving more. She's still helpless in that hospital bed because of them. Her face, voice, and the way those beautiful lips move when she tells me she loves me-that's what's pushin' me. Hope and prayers from a soulless bastard like me were gettin' us nowhere. I'm hell bent on doin' things I never thought I would again. Revenge isn't enough. Justice will never be achieved. The only thing that can come close is the annihilation of the Satan's Scavengers. We won't stop until every last one of them has paid the debts with their lives. We're takin' them-one body, one patch, and one agonizing death at a time. Even then, the wounds won't heal the scars will never fade. She'll never be the same. When she's finally back with me I hope to find the balance-between our love, my fierce need to protect her, and the bottle that's helpin' me through it all. I've gone back to the man I used to be. Will she still want me when she knows what I'm capable of?It's all been for her. This time two other clubs are standin' united with us-The Royal Bastards and the Vagabond Vipers. That says a lot about our shared enemy. We're also doin' the unthinkable-lettin' the ladies get involved in club business. This whole thing goes way beyond that-it's a bond so deep that its blood pumps in all of us. All of us will get a piece. With every crack of the throttle we're gettin' closer to the goal. Did they really think we'd just roll over and take it?G' head-let's play a game of hide and go fu@k yourself. I guarantee we'l