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Never Love an Outlaw

Audiobook
Megan: I wasn't supposed to end up in an outlaw biker's bed. I wasn't supposed to love it. I definitely wasn't supposed to crave his fiery kisses, beg for his touch, or ache to know the man behind the evil-looking ink and scarred smirk. I was the good girl. He was the monster. Then everything changed. I became a prisoner. I prayed for Skin to save me. He did-and he kept me for himself. Skin: I went psycho when I saw her in that dirty whorehouse. She's everything I never wanted, a spitfire with a body meant for claiming. Then she told me her secret, and I almost needed a straitjacket. I saved her life instead. I gave her a second chance. I know she's a marked woman, caught between my club and the bastards I killed. Damn if I won't make her wear my name, even if she's trouble on two long legs I can't stop picturing wrapped around me. I'll brand her, bed her, own her, no matter how much hell I'll pay. Contains mature themes.

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Series: Deadly Pistols MC Romance (Outlaw Love) Publisher: Tantor Media, Inc. Edition: Unabridged

OverDrive Listen audiobook

  • ISBN: 9781515927594
  • File size: 258761 KB
  • Release date: June 28, 2016
  • Duration: 08:59:05

MP3 audiobook

  • ISBN: 9781515927594
  • File size: 259249 KB
  • Release date: June 28, 2016
  • Duration: 08:58:59
  • Number of parts: 10

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Languages

English

Megan: I wasn't supposed to end up in an outlaw biker's bed. I wasn't supposed to love it. I definitely wasn't supposed to crave his fiery kisses, beg for his touch, or ache to know the man behind the evil-looking ink and scarred smirk. I was the good girl. He was the monster. Then everything changed. I became a prisoner. I prayed for Skin to save me. He did-and he kept me for himself. Skin: I went psycho when I saw her in that dirty whorehouse. She's everything I never wanted, a spitfire with a body meant for claiming. Then she told me her secret, and I almost needed a straitjacket. I saved her life instead. I gave her a second chance. I know she's a marked woman, caught between my club and the bastards I killed. Damn if I won't make her wear my name, even if she's trouble on two long legs I can't stop picturing wrapped around me. I'll brand her, bed her, own her, no matter how much hell I'll pay. Contains mature themes.

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