Taken by the Storm Riders

I came up to the Ozarks to scatter my brother's ashes. I left my car upside down in a ditch and woke up staring at three headlights. Kade cut me out of the seatbelt. Bishop carried me up the hill. Rook didn't speak to me for two days. They call themselves Storm Riders. They ride the ridge roads all winter and answer to nobody. And they knew my brother. He was one of them, and none of them will tell me the truth about how he died. The roads are washed out. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to sit at their table, sleep under their roof, and pull every one of them apart until the truth comes out. And when it does, I'm not going home alone. Taken by the Storm Riders is a why choose reverse harem romance with three riders, one sister who refuses to be handled, and a storm that won't let anybody leave.