


‘If I had a checklist as to what aspects I love best in a romance novel, Brute’s Strength would fulfill every requirement on that list…’ ~5 Star Amazon Review (Ellie K.)
‘What a wonderful story! I’m a sucker for a good MC book, and this definitely did not disappoint.’ ~5 Star Amazon Review (Nichole R.)
Goodreads Review – “I highly recommend Keeping Secrets to anyone who enjoys MC with an emotional tone to it. There is lots of emotional action and maybe a bit between the sheets but the basis of the club is family, loyalty and love.”
Cheri, Words Turn Me On – “As always you can be assured there is steam, emotions, loyalty, club unity, and a storyline to keep you reading.”
Julie, Spunky n Sassy – “This is such an emotional roller coaster.”
She huffs as she starts to walk past me toward the door, “What do you want from me Travis?”
“Everything.” I reply and watch as her eyes flash with fear and uncertainty. “You have twenty minutes and I’m coming to look for you.”
She nods, “I’m not worth your time Travis, trust me. I’m broken and nothing is ever going to fix me. You’re better off just forgetting about me.” She drops that bombshell as she leaves, her voice small and I want to snatch her up and find out what broke her. Instead, I watch as she leaves, not once turning back.
“She’s got you tied up in knots. I’ve not seen you act that way ever brother.” Tank says walking into my office. “I get it, she’s sexy as fuck, her attitude is hotter than hell and I rekon she’ll ignite under you like the fourth of July. But she’s got a lot of baggage, did you see the scars?”
“What fucking scars?” I growl, I didn’t see any.
“She tried to hide them, but I saw them. Her thighs, her stomach, and I’m pretty sure she has some on her chest and back.” He explains, “They were silvery, she did a fuck of a good job trying to cover them up, especially with so much glitter, but I know scars and she’s got a lot and not just on the outside.”
“She told me she’s broken.” I confide in him.
He nods, “The good ones usually are. But they make it worth trying to fix them. You fix her, she’ll stay loyal by your side.”
“She’s too good for this life.”
He barks out a laugh, “Nah brother, she’s not, I think she’s just what you need. She’s yours, we can all see that. You’ve just gotta make sure she does.”
A knock at the door has both of us turning, it’s Savage, he’s got a shit eating grin on his face. “Um, Prez, your woman is about ready to kill the prospect.”
I groan, “What the fuck?” I say getting to my feet and prowling out to find out what the hell is going on.
I hear her voice before I see her. “Didn’t your mama ever teach you not to perv on people?”
I growl. “Yeah, he tried to watch as she got dressed. Don’t think he realized she’s yours. If he did, well then, he’s got a death wish,” Savage says with a grin.
Prologue Willa I can’t even remember the first time my brother used me as a tool to make money. Being traded for favors to make rent was such a regular part of my teen-hood. I didn’t realize how abnormal I was until I met the man who saved my life. Gabe Cohen crashed into my world, obliterating the foundations to rubble. He built me a new life. A safe one. A protected one. The kind fairytales are made of. But fairytales don’t last, and like a cruel, twisted villain creeping out of the shadows, the old life found me and set fire to my happily ever after. I was left dying in the embers. My prince couldn’t find me amongst the ashes. His Willa died that day…but my heart kept beating. Stories don’t always end once the final page is turned. There’s so much more left to be written. Sometimes the final page is just the start, and it’s up to us to determine whether it remains a fairytale or a tragedy. The essence of the true love stories, the big ones, the beautiful, bright, epic loves, are always grown from the darkness of a fucked up beginning.