Ride or Die #2
A Devil’s Highwaymen MC Novel
Love can either destroy you, or bring you back to life.
Dom, Casa & Harlow
Casa only cares for two things in this life: his club—the Devil’s Highwaymen—and sex. That is until he meets Harlow. She’s feisty, passionate, and doesn’t fall for his usual charms. She’s perfect for him…but she belongs to someone else.
Harlow is broken; she has been for a long time. With nowhere to go, and worse, no one to go to, she’s become a clubslut for the West Side Bangers. That is until a chance meeting with her old friend and former lover, Dom, brings their worlds colliding together once more.
Dom is on a one-way train to hell; the guilt of losing his soulmate is killing him—but he can’t tell anyone about it. That is until he finds a brief respite from his suffering in the form of Harlow, the woman whose heart he once broke.
With all three set on their own self-destructive paths, they’ve only got one chance to make things right—but only if they can learn to forgive, and then to love again.
The funny thing about love is, it’s both painless and painful, and not even death can end the suffering.
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“Fine.” I slung my backpack over both shoulders and climbed on behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist tightly so I didn’t fall off. He smelled good, like smoke and oil and something musky. I hadn’t noticed before because I’d been too upset, but I couldn’t miss it now, and my nipples grew hard. I just hoped he couldn’t feel them through the back of his cut. I rested my cheek against his back, breathing him in. Finally feeling safe.
“Gonna have to hold on tighter than that, girl,” Casa breathed out. He reach down and took my hands before pulling my arms tighter around him. “That’s better.”
Was it? I wondered. Because I could hardly breath being this close to him. And not because of how tightly he was forcing me to hold on, but because being this close to Casa was like walking into a room where all the air had been sucked out of. Because Casa, and his beautiful dirty mouth, had stolen the air from it.
Casa was a dangerous man. Not just to the people he chose to cut down for the love and loyalty of his club, but to my heart. It should be frightening; to be this close to someone so dangerous, yet I was not afraid of him. He made me feel alive in the most beautiful way, making my skin prickle with excitement every time he spoke. Or worse, when he touched me.
Because with Casa, there was never an innocent touch.
“Gonna have to say the magic words, H,” Casa said with a chuckle.
“Magic words?” I asked, pulling my face away from his back to peer round and up into his face. “What magic words?”
He tutted. “They wouldn’t be magic if everyone knew them, H”
“Well then how will I…” An idea came to me and I laughed. “Final call for Mars?” I asked hesitantly.
“There you go,” he said with another chuckle. I felt his stomach muscles move under my grip as he laughed which sent a delicious shiver straight to my core, my nipples hardening even more.
“You know that’s a ridiculous password, right?” I smirked.
“Magic words,” he corrected.
He smirked back. “Told you, girl, you’re from Mars or some shit because there ain’t nothing normal about you, or this situation.”
And the way he looked at me, made it clear that this was all new to him too. For a split second, his façade fell away and his gaze spoke more truths than I’d ever been told in my lifetime. I blinked and it was gone.
“Gonna ride now, H.” He winked. “You good?”
I nodded because with Casa, I was more than good. I pressed my face against his back and squeezed him close as he pulled out of the parking lot and the world passed us by in a blur.
© Copyright Claire C. Riley 2017
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Claire C. Riley is a USA Today and International bestselling author. She is also a bestselling British horror writer and an Amazon top 100 bestseller.
Claire writes on the darker side of fiction, dipping her pen into genres such as post-apocalyptic, dystopia, thrillers, and even some horror. She writes characters that are realistic, and kills them without mercy.
She also writes under the pen name of Cee Cee Riley, where she writes in the contemporary romance and post-apocalyptic romance genres.
Claire lives in the United Kingdom with her husband and three daughters. She believes in cupcakes, rum and bathroom rap battles are the solution to most of life’s problems.
Claire is represented by Michelle Johnson of Inklings Literary Agency.
Odium The Dead Saga Series
Odium Origins Series
Limerence (The Obsession Series)
Out of the Dark Series,
Co-authored books with Madeline Sheehan:
Thicker than Blood,
Beneath Blood & Bone,
& Shut Up & Kiss me,
And by Cee Cee Riley:
The Ride or Die #1 A Devil’s Highwaymen MC novel