Blurb:
There’s no escaping the pull of desire in this novel in
#1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan’s
Torpedo Ink motorcycle club series.
When Czar shut down Lazar “Keys” Alexeev’s undercover mission, that should have
been the end of the story. Instead, Keys is back in the middle of a nowhere
town where a petite redhead with a pouty mouth and a ready smile drives him to
distraction. He’s not sure why he’s breaking all of Torpedo Ink’s rules to
spend more time around a woman who’s not even his type. He can’t get her out of
his head—and now he’s facing the consequences.
Lyric Johansen doesn’t like to look anyone in the eyes, but Keys’s gaze is the
one thing keeping her from a full-on panic attack. Her instinct to charge into
the fray and help the biker fend off a group of vicious thugs has led to the
most insane situation she’s ever been in: trapped in a coffin with a man she
barely knows, minutes away from a painful death.
Survival means staying focused. But when Keys kisses Lyric to snap her out of
losing it, he’s the one who ends up falling apart. He’ll need to unleash hell
to get them out alive.
If only to get another taste….
My review:
Keys is a womanizing cad whose motto is one and done. He uses
women to feel something/anything so he isn’t so hollow. Lyric had no one to
teach her social mores so she’s become something of a mimic. The only person
who has seen through her mask is a guy with a mask of his own. Danger, lust and
love will have you pulling for Keys and Lyric.
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