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There isn’t a person in the world who hasn’t committed a sin. Some sins are worse than others, but seven of them are deadly. But those seven worst of the worst? They’re what drive Saints Purgatory MC to keep fighting. Abyss… I spent a good chunk of my life working toward a career I never wanted. Then a moral dilemma caused havoc, and it made walking away so much easier. Now I’m living the dream, riding for Saints Purgatory. I’m still able to put my medical skills to use for the MC, but I spend the majority of my time as a grease monkey and the club’s secretary.

One night. That’s all it takes for a person’s life to forever be changed. One chaotic, unexpected, inevitable night and hundreds of bullets, two of them hitting my parents. I was born to be a Soulless King, born with sworn enemies and a loyal streak. Like a phoenix, I rise from the ash and vow to bring hell upon those responsible. The problem with my vow is I’m not sure who is to blame. They tell me it’s the temptress with emerald eyes, the one who used to share my bed. How can I be sure since she left without giving me the chance to find out the truth?

In my world, love doesn’t exist. At least not the healthy kind. But when we’re charged with eliminating a doctor with a tendency for sloth, everything changes. His patient barrels her way into my life and my heart, and I will stop at nothing to ensure she’s mine. Even if that means letting her see the darkest parts of my soul.

Saints Purgatory MC follows a club determined to rid the world of the seven deadly sins, even though it means becoming sinners themselves. The core three (Prez, VP, and Enforcer) learned at a young age that no one is looking out for them but each other. Wronged by those in the church, their friendship becomes stronger, unbreakable, and the revenge they live for becomes the basis for their futures.

There isn’t a person in the world who hasn’t committed a sin. Some sins are worse than others, but seven of them are deadly. But those seven worst of the worst? They’re what drive Saints Purgatory MC to keep fighting. Grim… They call me Grim, short for Grim Reaper. My President is the judge, my club the jury, and I’m the executioner. I may be different from my brothers, but death and destruction doesn’t give a damn about that. Our victims all bleed the same. As the enforcer for Saints Purgatory MC, I’m perfect because I can’t hear anyone scream for mercy, not that I would show any.

There isn’t a person in the world who hasn’t committed a sin. Some sins are worse than others, but seven of them are deadly. But those seven worst of the worst? They’re what drive Saints Purgatory MC to keep fighting. Apple… I live my life as a free-spirit, a woman determined to carve out her place in the music industry… Hell, in the world. Writing songs and playing gigs is how I survive, and for the most part, it works. Until it doesn’t. I never dreamed I’d get sick and be dragged to a motorcycle club for help, but that’s where I find myself.

I served my country and returned broken. Trying to fit the pieces back together, I built the Broken Rebel Brotherhood. We walked a fine line between right and wrong to protect those who had nowhere else to turn. I’d never mixed business with pleasure. That is, until her.

I loved her for years but she never loved me back. When she was taken, I snapped. Now she’s back and not herself. She’s an empty shell of the woman I knew. But I still love her. Her demons are many, and I want to slay every one. Problem is, she thinks she’s too broken.

Revenge is supposed to be sweet, swift, but it’s never that simple. I’ve spent years craving it, and now that I’m finally in a position to make it happen, nothing can stop me. Enter one stripper that doesn’t fit in and everything changes. I still need revenge and to ease the ache of failure, but she makes me want something else, something I never thought possible. Now, I want a life.

I don’t have much in this world beyond The Devil’s Handmaidens MC, and I’ve always been okay with that. My sisters are my life, our mission my reason for being. But that all changes when a little boy chooses me to be his protector, to be his voice. When I take him home, my plan is to drop him off and get out of dodge. Unfortunately, I’m met with a father who doesn’t know how to drag himself out of the pits of Hell. And for some reason beyond my understanding, I want to help. I just have to convince the man, and my club, that I can. But helping them isn’t the only problem I’m facing.

Peppermint… My life has never been one of ease. Taken at fifteen, I was subjected to horrors better left in the dark, and then shunned by the people who were supposed to love me. Even with all that, I was one of the lucky ones. Because I was rescued by members of the very motorcycle club I am now proud to call my family. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have scars. Deep, depressing, never-ending emotional pain forever reminds me of what I went through. That and the image of my tormentor, which is tattooed on my brain. It’s been years since I’ve seen that face, but it’s back. Only, it’s different.

I was raised around pinging slot machines and the jubilant shouts of middle-aged women who won any amount of money at the Devil’s Double Down casino. Beneath it all was the Devil’s Handmaidens Motorcycle Club: Atlantic City, NJ chapter. I’ve grown from a fascinated little girl into the president of the MC, in charge of a thriving casino and underground business that no one knows about. Unless they’ve already proven their loyalty to me and DHMC. And I take my position of authority very seriously.

Aiden… I hate secrets. They ruin people’s lives and end relationships. Too bad I picked a job that’s full of clients with skeletons in their closet. None of that bothers me because I can compartmentalize. Keep the required boundaries intact. Until she shows up on my doorstep. She’s the one person that can make me forget the rules of the brotherhood. The only person I would even consider doing that for. Problem is, she has one secret that’s a game-changer. And it’s one I’m not sure I can forgive.

Everyone has a dark side, a part of them that they try to keep hidden. As President of the Black Savages MC, my darkness is a constant companion, one I embrace with open arms. But even I have limits. Sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong isn’t without consequences. And mine come in the form of a feisty author who makes me want to step into the light. Neither of us believe in fairytales, but something about her has me vowing to be the knight in leather armor who shows her what it’s like to be forever savage. Nova…

Everybody has them, including me, and mine run deeper than most. Not even my twin knows what I keep hidden. But life has a way of uncovering details and yanking them into the light for all the world to see. Despite being a hacker extraordinaire, I can’t stop what’s coming for me and mine. When evil finds me, I’m forced to lean on my twin and Saints Purgatory MC, but I need more than what they can offer. I need support, not a full-blown takeover. I need… liberation. Unable to get what is necessary from my usual sources, my saving grace comes from two of the most unlikely of places.