Introducing RYCKS. If you're a reader of the Bones MC universe, then you know Rycks. This first book in Black Reign MC will keep you on the edge of your seat. But don't take my word for it. See what ARC readers are saying!
--Rycks is an absolute must read! Their journey together is just loaded with surprises and chaos... --Gpowe BookBub
--I couldn't put it down until I finished. --Dee Ann BookBub
--A non-stop intense, suspenseful and thrilling roller coaster ride. --Drea Fernandez BookBub
--Rycks is the embodiment of an Alpha man and it makes the story so much better.--Tasha S BookBub
--I'm excited to see where the Black Reign series takes us. --omgkandykane BookBub
“Look. I can’t stay here past tonight. But if I
go back with something that looks important, you could control the information
I’m giving them.” Was it my imagination or did he look disappointed?
“I don’t like it. I’d have to discuss it with Thorn,
and he’d have to decide what you tell them, but it’s not something I want to
“It’s the only option I have.”
“Why do you have to go back, Lyric. You’re here
with me now. You’re safe.”
“All you need to know is that I have to go back.
I want to go back.” If the look on his face was any indication, I’d just
thoroughly pissed Rycks off.
“You’re staying. End of discussion. You want to
go back, you tell me why.”
“It’s personal. That’s all I’m saying so don’t
Rycks sighed and reached for me to pull me onto
his lap, straddling his hips. He stood up and turned to sit in the same chair
he’d plucked me out of. Those strong hands held me still. Like I’d dare move.
“Are you telling me you want to go back to that
lot? They’ll use you until there’s nothing left. I’m surprised they haven’t
already. You’ll die in that place if you go back. You have to know that.”
“No. I don’t know that. Dangling information from
someone high in rank at Black Reign would keep them off of me. Plus, they need
me working at my job in the city. It’s the only way they’re able to get their
I tried to ignore how good it felt to be in his
arms again. Rycks was my first lover. He’d made me feel special despite his
refusal to keep me. Even that had been because he’d thought any danger I faced
wasn’t anything like what I’d face with him. I had no idea if he’d been right,
but I knew where I was now was as deadly dangerous.
“You’re a damned fool,” he snapped. Then he did
something unexpected. He slid his hand into the hair at the back of my head and
pulled me to him. “Girl, I’m surprised they let you leave at all. Surprised
they haven’t already made you a whore in the most violent way possible. It
would be Rat Man who’d start with you. You know that, right?”
I shivered. Rat Man. Even saying his name gave me
the creeps. The man knew no depravity he didn’t indulge in. If there was a
repugnant sex act out there, chances are he’d done it.
“Yes. I can see you do know. I can also see you’re
afraid.” He sighed, loosening his grip on my hair, but not letting me pull away
from him. “I suppose that’s something.” With a sigh, he pulled me to him until
my head rested on his shoulder. “You’re going to be a problem, I can see. Not
sure the word brat even covers you.”
“Why would you call me a brat?” Maybe I was, but
it was only because, for some reason, I felt safe to let that side of myself
out when I was with him. Sure, he tried to come across gruff and dangerous - -and
I was sure he was under the right circumstances -- but I knew in my heart he
wasn’t like anyone at Kiss of Death. He was a protector first. A killer only
when someone he was responsible for was threatened.
“Because you’re testing me when you should be
“Never been much good at following orders.”
“I can see that. Also,” he said, taking a deep
breath, “you’ve got to tell me why your family went missing from Ismay. And why
you’re the only one of them ever to turn back up.”