When it comes to New Orleans, sometimes it’s better the devil you know…
This is the case for Genesis Bordelon. She’s an emergency room physician at NOLA’s main trauma center. By chance, that’s where she met Chainsaw of the Voodoo Bastards MC; when he landed in her trauma bay as a critical patient during the Bastards’ civil war.
She would have forgotten all about him, but for the fact that she had grown up in the MC life, and the bloodstained card he’d handed her, with a number and any favor she could ask attached to it.
The biker owed her, the club owed her… still, she knew how easy it was to get tangled up in the life. She’d spent the better part of hers trying to escape it.
Now it’s some years later, and Genesis is in big trouble. She saw something she shouldn’t have, and the cops are no help. She isn’t eager to cash in the chit that she’s owed, but she’s backed into a corner – and sometimes, it really is better to take your chances with the devil you know rather than the one you don’t.
The murk of the swamp has nothing on this situation…
Velina Young never pictured leaving her life in California behind on a dime to find out what was happening with a half-brother she’d never even met in person. However, that’s what she does when Garnett suddenly stops texting. She’s in New Orleans for the first time in her life, standing outside the Voodoo Bastard’s lair about to face its dragon…
Saint thinks nothing of the spitfire chick walking in the front door to the club one late afternoon. Girls like her are a dime a dozen, looking for a thrill or a ride – except he couldn’t be more wrong if he tired with this one.
Tempers spark, anger flares, and these two seem like they’re destined to be enemies…
At the end of the day, loyalties are tested, and trust is in short supply, as both learn to navigate a criminal underworld more dangerous than ever before.
Secrets drip from the past like Spanish moss from the trees…
On first glance, Bennie seems like the mildest of the brothers within the Voodoo Bastards. Nothing could be further from the truth. Baptized in blood and tempered in the fires of vengeance, club life is a quiet life as compared to what he’s come from. Sometimes, the past has a way of sneaking up on you, though… and for Bennie, it’s in the feelings stirred within his chest on a drunken bender in the Quarter by her emerald green eyes and long dark hair.
Sandrine Starkweather has done her best to claw her way out of her past and takes refuge in the pulse pounding music under the bright lights of Bourbon on her days off. She’s hiding in plain sight, and generally likes to keep it that way until this drunk biker sidles up and smoothly starts dancing with her instead of on her. She can’t resist, the broken in her recognizing the broken in him and what follows is an unlikely friendship that could be dangerous to each of them but in very different ways…
The sultry Louisiana nights hold more than danger, they hold a ton of secrets…
Jessie-Lou Gaudet knows a thing or two about secrets. Her big brother is none other than Cypress, one of the Voodoo Bastards' fiercest brothers. She’s never put much stock in the club, or her brother. Like any sister, she just views him as a big, darned idiot. One that’s brought a mess of trouble to her and her teenage son’s door.
When a call goes out that Cypress’ sister and nephew are in danger, Collier doesn’t hesitate to answer it. When he sees Jessie, white as a sheet and covered in blood, he has two thoughts. One is she all right, and two, she has to be one of the fiercest and most beautiful women he's ever seen. He spends some time kicking himself for not noticing her far sooner, but not one to back down from a challenge, he’ll spend the rest of his life rectifying his oversight if he has to.
There’s only one thing more dangerous than these streets… and that’s the classroom.
Corliss Legare is a bright and vibrant second-year teacher at Lakeside High. She’s known rough and all she’s ever wanted was to reach just one kid like she’d been and make a difference.
Hex is the V.P. of New Orleans’ most notorious MCs – according to its citizens that is. That doesn’t mean anything if you’re smarter than the pigs and always stay ahead of them. By day, he’s a mild-mannered custodian at Lakeside; and man, does he have it bad for Miss Legare.
When the violent and unstable nature of the city finds its way into Lakeside’s halls, Corliss finds herself at its mercy; and Hex? Hex won’t stand for that…
There ain’t nothin’ easy about livin’ in the Big Easy…
It’s a hard-knock life for the men of the Voodoo Bastards MC. Harder still for a young woman living across from their clubhouse. That’s how La Croix first laid eyes on her, but it’d take a while yet for him to stake his claim. That was all right, though. He had nothing but time and was a patient man. In this city, opportunity was around every corner. If it wasn’t, he would just make his own.
For Alina, her life was the nightlife. A bartender on Bourbon, she’d been making her own way since she was a teen. Happy and content, she had it all. A couple of best friends that a girl could ever ask for, and a quiet life she was content with. Then in a series of strange and unfortunate events, things began to change.
There’s a dark underbelly to New Orleans, its currency more than just cash – and Alina was about to strike one hell of a deal with one of its denizens. A man whose eyes were as black as his reputation – if not his soul… but oh, what she would do in the name of love.
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