Royal Bastards MC: Huntsville Chapter

As president of my MC, I've always had to hide a part of who I am. I was fine with that until he walked into my life. Now, I can't shove that half of myself into the dark anymore. My club won't understand and the woman I want definitely won't get it, but what choice do I have? I want them both and I'm done with not taking what I want. Yeah, I'm savage enough to screw the rules to get what I want and I want them. Both of them-and I won't settle for less. You can't control who you love but sometimes, it's savage enough to make its own heat. Contains mature themes.

I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks and being stuck with a name like Whiskey was never easy, but none of that ever mattered much to me. Not until I met her. The kids used to call me white trash-WT for short, but I turned that nasty nickname into my fucking mantra after I joined the Air Force. My only regret was falling in with the wrong group of men. But, that's how I met her and I wouldn't trade what we had together for anything except maybe another chance. He worked for my father and I was off-limits but no one told my heart that. He left me-left us on his last run to America and I know he's not coming back. If he did, they would kill him-kill us both. I know what I have to do now but it won't be easy. Whiskey deserves to know about his baby and I'll be the one delivering the news to him-one way or another. Sometimes goodbye is more than just a second chance. Sometimes it becomes your entire future. Whiskey Tango is K. L. Ramsey's second book in the Royal Bastards MC. Contains mature themes.

Marcos Diego was held against his will for over a year, and the only thing that kept him going were daily visits to his cell by Sister Valentina. She had come by the Camillo compound every day, offering him conversation, prayer, and even her shy smile when he told her a dirty joke. She was beautiful, with her caramel-colored eyes that looked at him with such compassion, kindness, and dare he believe it-longing. She was only twenty, just a girl compared to his almost forty years, but when she looked at him, he wanted to do things with her that a man should never want to do with a nun. Valentina wasn't sure how she was ever going to escape her little village, but she had to. She had no choice since her father betrayed the Camillo family-one of the biggest crime families in the Guadalajara Syndicate. Her only way to safety was to pledge her undying love and life to a God who didn't care about her or her family. She said her vows, made promises she never intended on keeping, and then met him-Marcos Diego. He made her feel things that she had never felt for any man-things that would get her kicked out of the nunnery. As a nun, she could hide in plain sight. If she was caught with Marcos, she'd be shunned, ousted from the order, and made to face the Camillo family, but that was a chance she was willing to take. Contains mature themes.

Having your old Army buddy call you and open with, "Hey-remember that favor you owe me for saving your ass? Well, I need to collect," wasn't a promising start to a conversation. When Ratchet's friend, Mason, called to say he needed his help, he was all in. Mason was right, Ratchet owed him and he'd do whatever he needed to pay his buddy back-including risking his life. Hearing that his MC's rival had Mason's little sister was only a bonus because that would mean that he'd be able to kick some Dragon ass to help get her back. Now, all he had to do was convince his club's Prez that going into enemy territory was a good idea, even if they all knew better. Living the motto, "No guts, no glory," was sure taking on a new meaning. Laney Zane felt like a first-class fool for trusting the hot biker to show her a good time. She should have listened to her older brother, Mason, and steered clear of the Dragon's clubhouse, but she wanted to have a good time. She got a whole lot more than she bargained for when she woke up in a cage with about five other women. Yeah, her big brother was right-again, and this time, she might not ever be able to hear him tell her those four little words that she always hated hearing from him, "I told you so." God, what she'd give to hear Mason say those words to her just one more time. Contains mature themes.

Hawk was supposed to be dead and if that was what everyone from his old team believed, that was fine by him. It was safer for all of them if they didn't find out that he was alive, but he couldn't stay away from her, especially at this time of year. Maybe it was the freshly falling snow or the way she looked through her front window while decorating her Christmas tree that made him want to knock on her front door. But that would be a huge mistake and one that he wouldn't make no matter how much he missed Patch. Telling her that he was in love with her wasn't an option because dead men told no tales. Patch was better off without him and telling himself that was the only way he'd find the courage to walk away from her again. Contains mature themes.

Charley Montgomery knew that putting her hope in her father's "prize fighter" wasn't her best option, but it was her only one. Her father managed up-and-coming boxers and when JB Walker started losing fights, trouble landed on their doorstep. Men seemed to get a little nasty when a lot of money was on the line, and she was quickly learning that her choices were to either take a beating or learn to fight. Who better to show her how to throw a punch than JB? Her only question was-could she trust that he wouldn't turn her over to the men coming for them, just to save his little sister's life. JB Walker was on the losing streak of his life-and that was an understatement. When he started losing fights, the bookie that got him his gigs lost patience along with his money. When they came for his little sister, promising to auction her off to the highest bidder, he had no choice but to hide her away. He just never imagined that they'd go after his manager, Dean, and his daughter, Charley. Now, he had to make good on his promise to not only keep his sister safe but Charley too. He owed that and so much more to Dean, he couldn't let the man who had become more than just his manager down, even if that meant involving his brothers in the Royal Bastards. Contains mature themes.

Mason Zane had let himself get too close to pretty, little Dizzy Jean and when he stepped foot into the diner she worked at, he broke all the damn rules. Her father, who was also his boss at the FBI, hired him to keep an eye on her, but that was the extent of his mission-at least it was supposed to be. Mason went into that diner every day that he knew Dizzy was working, always asking to sit in her section. Mason didn't care if his boss found out that he wanted his daughter. Hell, he didn't care about anything except having his chance with her. Mason was trying to get up the courage to finally ask her out, but first, he'd have to make sure that she was safe from the men who wanted her father dead. It had been a long, dry spell for her between men and God, Dizzy wanted the hot, older biker. He was just her type and old enough to feed her "Daddy" fantasies. Yeah-she had issues, and she didn't care who knew it. When he asked her out, she jumped at the chance, telling him yes. Dizzy knew it was a bad idea. She hadn't been making the best decisions about men lately, but there was something about the former Army Ranger that did it for her. Dizzy had followed her heart instead of her head and that usually ended badly. Matters of the heart usually didn't end well for her, so why should this time be any different? Contains mature themes.

Demon was itching to get his hands on Luna's sweet ass. Every time she talked back to him or dared to defy him, he wanted to put his hands all over her delicious curves, but he needed to remember that she was his buddy's little sister, and keeping her safe was his assignment. Being an enforcer for the Royal Bastards had its perks and one of those perks was staring daggers at him right now. God, she was sexy as hell, and keeping his itching palms to himself was going to prove impossible. Keeping her safe from the latest threat from the Ghosts was his mission, not spanking her sweet ass red, and remembering that might just save both of their lives. Contains mature themes.

His life was mayhem, but Brandon Jean planned on changing that. When he found out that the Ghosts had his FBI partner, he knew what he had to do. He'd need his club's help and the Royal Bastards would never let him down, and neither would his Prez-Savage. Getting Maven back was easy but keeping her safe was another story. He just needed to keep his dick in check, and he'd be able to keep his head in the game. Maven Griffin wasn't about to sit back and let her partner rescue her. She planned on fighting the Ghosts at every turn until they let her go, and then, she'd help Brandon bring them down once and for all. When he showed up with his MC to get her out of the warehouse where the Ghosts were keeping her, she thought that it was a Christmas miracle. Brandon insisted that she let him take her away to keep her safe and Maven was sure that she couldn't think of any better way to spend her Christmas than laying on the beach with a fancy drink in her hand. Yeah-it was going to be a great freaking Christmas. Contains mature themes.

Sure, he was dressed as cupid, running around Huntsville, delivering singing telegrams, but it paid his rent and tuition. He was only one year out from graduating with his degree, and then, he'd get a job and start working toward his dream of opening his own bike shop. The only problem he had now was keeping his secret of delivering singing telegrams from the rest of the guys in his club because they would never let him live it down. The Royal Bastards were a tough group, and he was pretty sure that dressing up as cupid or admitting that he was an eternal college student, would get him kicked out. Katie wasn't looking forward to celebrating her birthday. She hated that she was born on Valentine's Day. All of the happy, loving couples reminded her every year that she was all alone. What she really wanted was to hide away and forget that it was her birthday, but the singing telegram that her best friend had delivered to her, by some guy dressed as cupid, really blew her plans. And when Cupid asked her out, she knew that she should tell him no, but when she opened her mouth, "Yes" popped out. She was never one to go back on her word, but Cupid really seemed to throw her off her game. She wasn't sure what it was about him that intrigued her, but he did, and Katie found herself hoping to be hit by Cupid's arrow. Contains mature themes.

Myles Legend was used to the guys in the Royal Bastards giving him crap about being the youngest in the club. He had just patched over from an RBMC chapter in California, and he had the whole beach bum vibe down pat. He owned Uncle Sam a few more years and was serving them in Huntsville, Alabama at the Redstone Arsenal. Finding out the club's Prez, Savage was married to a man and a woman gave him hope that someday, he'd be able to find that same happiness for himself. Legend just never imagined that he'd find it so quickly or that it would track him down in his own club but finding Gavin and Genesis basically stalking him to ask him out, gave Legend an idea. Now, all he'd have to do is convince them both to agree to go out with him, at the same time, and he could finally start living his happily ever after. Or it could all turn out to be a complete screw-up-but he had to try. His future happiness depended on it, and that was something that he learned never to take for granted. Contains mature themes.

Amelia Goodwell wasn't sure how she had ended up in the back of a truck full of other women, being taken in the middle of the night, but here she was. The last thing she remembered was dancing the night away with her best friend, Sandy, at their favorite little nightclub in town. She never imagined that she should have her friend follow her to the ladies' room, but going alone was her biggest mistake ever and one that she wasn't sure that she'd live to regret. Spider knew that bringing down the Ghosts was starting to consume him, but he had no problem with that. He had to do it-his job and even his life depended on it. The last thing he needed was to have feelings for one of their female captives-that could end up getting them both killed. Yet here he was trying to come up with ways to help Amelia escape from the warehouse before she was auctioned off. Yeah, what could possibly go wrong? Contains mature themes.

The last thing Trixie Hammer needed just before the Christmas holiday was a stalker, but that's what Santa brought her this year. She worked with the guy, and he just didn't seem to want to take no for an answer. She thought he was harmless until he showed up at her parents' house and demanded to see her. That was when she realized that she needed some help and admitting that was going to be harder than she ever imagined. Blade knew that helping his little sister's best friend might end up with him taking countless cold showers, but he had to do it. Trixie was a part of his life since he could remember and telling her no wasn't an option. Apparently, wanting her wasn't one either, but he could want her and help her if it meant keeping her safe. After all, it was Christmas-the season of giving. He just hoped that Trixie would be good with what he wanted to give her for Christmas because denying his feelings for her was becoming harder to do-especially with her right down the hall in his spare bedroom. Contains mature themes.

Yonkers was running from his past-namely, the woman who still held his heart back in Huntsville. She was off limits, and he knew it, but there was nothing he could do to make himself stop wanting Wren. It was his job to keep her safe, to help out her older brother, who happened to be one of his best friends. He broke their unspoken bro code and there would be no coming back from that. Forgiveness might be something that he could ask his friend for, but forgiving himself was a whole other matter. Wren knew that sooner or later her little secret would come out and she would have to face the music. She had seduced her brother's friend and that wasn't going to sit well with him. It was Blade's fault for saddling Yonkers as her babysitter while he dealt with the trouble that seemed to plague them all. Jumping into bed with Yonkers might not have been the right call, but now, she would have to find him because, like it or not, she was pregnant with his baby and that truth always found its way out. Contains mature themes.