Iceman has a reputation for being the coldest and most ruthless biker in the Dutchmen MC. He has no loyalties to anyone or anything outside his club. The people who go against him or betray the club find themselves in serious pain... or dead.
Then one afternoon trouble in the form of a blonde walks into his life.
Gabriella doesn’t want to be here. She doesn’t want to enter this biker world of crime, cards, and sex, but her uncle has left her little choice. She must make a deal with Iceman to protect the ones she loves. In doing so, she finds more than she bargained for.
Iceman must face the demons of his past while Gabriella must face the monsters of her future. Are either of them willing to pay the price of their redemption?
She looked like she just came from a bank or a lawyer’s office. Black dress pants, black flats, white button-down shirt and an oversized, shapeless black-and-white checkered blazer, her garb screamed outsider. Her rounded up pale hair sat in a clip at the back of her head and she had her arms wrapped around her middle as if holding herself together. She appeared conservative, professional, and totally out of place at a motorcycle club.
Iceman didn’t say a word. He observed the girl shift from foot to foot as he approached. Her lower pink lip disappeared into her mouth as she bit it. A random word came across his mind. Cherries.
He stood in front of the stiff girl, crossed his arms and stared down at her. She was at least a foot shorter than his six foot three frame. The name tag she wore pinned to the blazer stated she worked at the St. James hotel and her name was Gabriella. Not from the cities then, and not lost. Soft name for a soft girl, Iceman thought. She was wholesome, pretty, and looked innocent. Too innocent to be in a place like this. He grew intrigued despite his desire to kick the girl out immediately. He kept his stance and his silence, waiting for her to make the first move.
Gabriella squared her shoulders and looked at him in the eye. There was a slight tremble in her rigid posture and she dropped her clutched hands stiffly to her sides. Scared out of her mind, but gutsy enough to push through it, Iceman thought. Few men could meet his eyes directly and not flinch away.
“Are you Iceman?”
Rail has the impossible task of leading the Dutchmen MC through a long and chaotic transition. His life is spinning out of control, trying to live up to club expectations. Some want revenge for crimes against the club, some are ready to move on, and some want to continue their former lifestyle. It’s tearing Rail apart. The only family he’s ever known is his dying grandmother and it’s more than he can handle.
One night, he meets Gretchen, a deaf woman who reminds him of past sins. She brings back painful memories of where he came from and what he’s done in his life, but he can’t stay away from her. She is the light, he is the dark, and his former transgressions demand payment. Can he afford to pay the price?
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Inflation has hit the redemption market too, I see.
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