Bøger af Manda Mellett

As a nomad I spend all my time travelling the road, moving from place to place, with little or nothing pulling me back to what could be considered home. That is, until I get a call from my prez, demanding I return. I make my way back to the clubhouse, traversing hundreds of miles and making use of rest stops on the way. At one, I find a discarded book, brand new, with a date, a dedication, and the signature of the author inside. I take it as the owner wasn't around. Then I was schooled that a book so recently purchased, and direct from the author, was likely to be a prized possession, and only accidentally left behind. Not usually one to feel guilty, I have this crazy idea to reunite book and owner. I didn't realise that, for a woman I didn't even know, I'd end up putting my life on the line.

Who the hell has the guts and nerve to stalk the enforcer of the Satan''s Devil''s MC? The cops? Maybe. A club enemy? More likely. A scorned woman? No, they know the score, one memorable night, that''s all they''ll ever get from me. It must be someone crazy. Who would dare cross me? I was born into the club, my dad, Peg, was the previous sergeant-at-arms. I''m not weak, though constantly watching over my shoulder is unsettling, even for me. Who is it, and what do they want to achieve? At first it''s innocuous enough, gifts from an unknown admirer, a car following me, but never getting close. Phone calls with nobody speaking. Then it takes a turn for the worst. Before I can discover who it is, my world implodes. I don''t want to be a husband. I don''t want a woman of my own. I have years before I even think of settling down. Fate, it seems, has other plans.

LostAll my life, it seems, I''ve made mistakes. Once, I lost everything. Failure seems to follow me around.I didn''t spot what a snake Snake was-he had planned a mutiny right under my nose. Yeah, he did well when he appointed me as his VP. I followed him blindly, never suspecting a thing.Now Snake is dead and I''m the prez. I still spend my days doubting myself, but I''ve got the whole MC depending on me. If I get it wrong, it won''t just be me who goes down.Then I meet her, a woman who needs me to keep her safe. I should warn her to stay far away, tell her I''m not a man she should lean on. I''m not a person to trust when I don''t have faith in myself. PatsyChoices, always choices. I thought I did right when I left everything behind to make a new life, choosing which of my two adult children now needed me the most.We should have been safe in our new life-nobody knew who we were.But we''ve been found.Luckily, before danger strikes, the Satan''s Devils ride up to our door.I''m no spring chicken. I''m not looking for a man in my life. But I need protection, I need help. It''s time to make a stand and not run anymore.There''s only one man I can depend on to keep us safe. The trouble is, he''s Lost.