The Biker She Bled For

Sable Quinn hauls sealed crates for the Iron Halo and never asks what's inside. Then a rival club torches her convoy and a man walks out of the flame with a broken chest and a thirst he can't hide. Bishop owes a hundred-year blood-debt to the coven that made him, and the crate Sable was carrying was his only way out. He plans to use her, then wipe her clean. But her blood is the one thing in a century that burns him, and the coven has just decided she's worth more harvested than whole. Now Bishop's got a motorcycle, a club that hates him, and one night to get Sable out of the desert alive. The Iron Halo doesn't run from anything. Neither does he. But the desert has a thousand miles of dark, and the coven is already behind them.