Librería Samer Atenea
Kálamo Books
Librería Elías (Asturias)
Librería Kolima (Madrid)
Librería Proteo (Málaga)
I was never meant to stay in Rose Ridge.My father was the president of a notorious motorcycle club, so if something rattled him enough to request that I go, I should have listened.In my defense, at the time, it seemed more terrifying to give up the only dream I ever had than to leave like everyone else.I should have known that chasing that dream would lead back to the club, because everything in this town eventually did.I wasn’t expecting to see a familiar face, glaring as usual, amidst the chaos surrounding the Stone Riders. For years, I had endured scowls, glares, and scoffs from Ford Ryan. However, there was something new and different about his heated stare, and even that oddly protective touch. Something dangerous and addictive. I should have left when I had the chance, because my proximity to Ford and the club meant I was close to danger. Even worse would be discovering exactly why Ford chose to stay when, out of all of us, he had every reason not to.
