Sins of the Father
Ravage Riders MC #1
by Nikki Landis Genre: SciFi Time Travel MC Romance
RIDE OR DIE baby . . .
I was drunk, angry, and spoiling for a fight. The crowded bar was the perfect distraction until all hell broke loose.
She walked in. My world collapsed.
It wasn't supposed to happen like this. I never thought I'd see her again. Rae never should have been there that night . . . but 5 years of regret, loss, and vengeance have waged war inside me, and the sins of our fathers won't stop me from claiming what's mine: Rae Stenson.
She's my addiction. I need her. Even if I have to lie, cheat, steal, or kill.
But it may not be the past that we have to confront as the real sins of our fathers wreak havoc in Providence, CA where reality and fantasy collide.
Ravage Riders MC #1, first in a series of Sci-Fi Alien Time Travel Romances with a twist. Is there anything sexier than gun toting alpha male bikers . . . who aren't quite human?
Love always deserves a second chance...even if it's a little out of this world.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement and nearly fell off my bike. Rae.
Right there. In the flesh.
A surge of emotion jolted through my body like a flash of lightning. Being this close I felt her connection again, so strong, so intense, and it rocked me to the core. I could sense her . . . just like I always have been able, but until now I hadn’t realized how much I relied on our connection to make it through the last five years. Seeing her again was a brutal shock to my system, one I had longed for and dreamed of for so long that I was nearly unable to move.
She was walking into the store and hadn’t noticed us. I needed a minute to recover my composure and then R.J. and I walked in, scanning the store until we saw her sexy little ass gathering up fresh fruit in the aisle. She still had a body and curves that made me want to sink to my knees in gratitude.
All I could do was stare at Rae, afraid I’d blink and she would disappear.
R.J. didn’t seem any better, he cleared his throat awkwardly.
For a moment I wanted to run to Rae and then reality sunk in.
She was too pure, I knew that now. Too good for my soiled and bloodied hands to touch. I didn’t deserve her and I sure as hell wasn’t good enough for her. Rae was out of my league, and I didn’t think for a second that she would actually accept my life and the RRMC.
My sordid past and connections to the Riders meant I was owned body and soul and I couldn’t, I wouldn’t, drag her into my shit. Once she found out the truth of what I had become, she would run, and I knew it was the right thing for her to do. If she really cared, wouldn’t she have made an effort to find out what happened that night? Did she know I went to prison? Did she bother to find out if I was alright?
My head was fucking all over the place. I couldn’t think straight. My brain went haywire and seemed to sort of short circuit. I blinked once or twice in an effort to calm my shit down, but I was starting to lose it. It was too much – of her, my past, and I couldn’t fucking deal.
All the while Rae stood, staring up at me with her wide brown eyes so doe-like in their innocence and trust. Fuck. So many conflicting emotions. So much chaos raged within me.
I’d have to give her up. I already made that choice and now that the moment was here, five years in the making, I fucking felt like I was going to have some kind of nervous breakdown. My heart broke at the thought of pushing her away, but there was no other choice.
“How are you Rae?” the words sounded forced from my throat and stilted.
She didn’t seem to notice.
Instead, she sucked in the right corner of her bottom lip, chewing nervously. A sure sign that she was nervous and uncertain. Funny how after all this time I still remembered every little quirk in her personality. Branded and seared into my brain, every little nuance, every like and dislike, every look and smile – she had so many – surfaced the moment she shyly whispered my name in response.
Every thought in my head disappeared. Blank. Like I was a fucking moron.
What the hell?
“Pete,” she repeated with emphasis.
My reaction was instantaneous. A single shiver spread throughout my entire body as liquid heat coursed through my veins and burned with a desperate longing that almost made my knees buckle. She always had this effect on me. Time had deepened the connection and intensity of loss as if she gouged me with a sharp blade dipped in poison and the wound had festered and never fully healed, lingering beneath my skin only to burn in reminder. She was like a dangerous and addictive drug, one that would fucking kill me if I wasn’t careful.
Fighting for control over my body, I merely nodded, afraid if I spoke aloud she would see how much I still loved and wanted her. My fingers itched with the need to reach out and touch her, to feel the softness of her skin, to know the warmth of her lips once more. I wanted to brush my mouth across hers and taste her, see if she was as sweet as I remembered.
Rae was the epitome of temptation and desire, but I wasn’t stupid enough to risk her life more than once. I tried everything in the past, gambled, and lost; all in an effort to save her.
That was all that really mattered. Rae was alive. Safe. Unharmed. Free.
Things I would never be, not now, not ever.
Her soft question made me want to snarl and punch something like the caged and wild beast I had become. My voice was low and nearly guttural as I replied, crushing her hope as if it was a tangible thing I could break with my own two hands. “Nice seeing you Rae. Take care.”
Without a word I stomped past her and toward the glass doors of the QuickMart, my expression hard and unwavering as my heart shattered and broke into a thousand tiny pieces and scattered to the wet pavement below. R.J. was close by my side, his eyes cutting at me sideways but not questioning my choice. We both understood the danger our lives presented. As full members of the Ravage Riders, we could no longer make singular or selfish decisions.
Everything was about the club . . .
And we answered to Rafe.
I dared to look back just once and nearly crumpled at the expression of devastation and hurt that crossed her beautiful face. Rae, oh baby. I’m sorry. My heart called to her, but there was nothing I could do. I – Edge – was no longer free and I wouldn’t take the chance that a repeat of the past may take her life next time.
For all my good intentions, all the waiting and all the lonely empty nights, none of that was enough to bring her into my shit show of a life. All the effort and time wasted in search of her. The minutes I counted down until she was mine again. None of those things mattered anymore. Seeing her was torture but proved she was better off without me . . . and our past. She was out of danger in her world, safe and free.
Rae didn’t need me anymore.
Even if I needed her like oxygen to my deprived lungs.
Even if I felt hollowed out and empty, broken and alone.
What bothered me the most, the thing that surely broke and shattered my black fucking heart was the glistening diamond ring she wore on her left index finger. The ring I used to propose to her right before she gave me her virginity. She still had it. Still wore it. Fuck!
I revved the throaty engine of my Harley next to R.J. and forced my gaze ahead, taking off on my hog before the urge to turn around and grab her was too strong to resist. My chest was so tight I could hardly breathe, my airways constricting to the point of suffocation. Goddammit! Not now, I thought, shit this couldn’t be any fucking worse!
2017 IPPY Award Winner, Gold Medalist Best Romance/Erotica
Nikki Landis is the award winning author of over a dozen novels, mostly in the romance genre. She grew up sneaking her mother’s romance novels intrigued with the characters, the stories, and the historical settings from authors that have greatly influenced her writing like Johanna Lindsey, Kathleen E. Woodiwiss, and Bertrice Small.
She is also a fan of the classics and adores Jane Austen. Books like The Chronicles of Narnia, The Lord of the Rings, and The Hobbit have shaped and molded her vision of fantasy and inspired it, contributing to her popular series The Fight for Light novels.
Nikki holds two degrees, in Dietetics and Nutrition, and her Bachelor of Science in Health Promotion and Wellness. She’s a wife and mother, spending her free time reading, writing, and enjoying the outdoors.