My brother’s best friend, he fit with my family in ways I never could. While he and Rhett went on to play house, I left the only life I knew, desperate for a fresh start.Until everything changed.Heartache came along, and the aftermath of my brother’s death was here to stay. I was now face to face with Julian more than I ever wanted to be.Being around him brought up all my insecurities, forced me to deal with hard truths, and conjured up feelings I had no business entertaining. He wasn’t the man I thought I knew. He was complex and layered, and inherently beautiful in all the ways I’d never noticed.Not on another person.Not on another man.Not until him.

    Depraved. Deadly.That was the warning that everyone was given about The Hallowed Crows MC. That they were harsh, brutal, and completely unforgiving. And here I am, utterly at their mercy. Again.My dad is dead and now the only people I have left are the boys who ripped out my heart. They loved me, then rejected me. Protected me, then abandoned me. Now they want to control me more than ever before. I thought I’d escaped the black mark placed on my soul, but I was wrong. They might think they own me, but someone else has already claimed me. I’m back, but I wasn’t given much of a choice. It was his cage or their club… Better the devil you know right?But I’m not the same lost little girl they toyed with two years ago. I won’t go down without a fight. Not this time.I’m a Crow and it’s time to call murder.*** WARINING. Distrust is book one in a dark reverse harem motorcycle club series. It features themes that some readers may find triggering. Please read the trigger warning before proceeding. """

    I couldn’t be caught in my deception, or my family and friends would abandon me. But my fears became reality and I was cast away as if I were garbage. Then this man, a stranger, took me home and showed me that love can take on many forms, that I’m not filled with sin or doomed to go to hell because I’m gay. He showed me that I’m not broken. I don’t need to be fixed. What I need is to be nurtured and cared for. This man showed me it’s okay to be his boy and to call him daddy… Seth was a good Christian son raised in a very conservative church. He learned early on that the world is evil and filled with sinners—but the most horrible thing you can be is gay. When his shame is discovered, he’s shipped off to a special camp that fixes deviants like him. Years have passed since then, yet he still runs from himself every day.Malcolm was a good daddy for almost 10 years before his boy died. No longer daring to be too close with another man again, he’s avoided clubs and old friends that remind him of a life filled with a joy he can no longer have. Unable to find a purpose in his lonely existence, he spends night after night in a dive bar at the edge of town. However, witnessing a scared young man being harassed by two bullies jolts him out of his misery.No one messes with someone vulnerable and helpless on his watch…

    Please proceed with caution.*