Wings of Diablo MC Series by Rae B. Lake

Archer- I am the master marksman at the Wings of Diablo MC Club. Any target my brothers need me to take down, I will. I am a magician with a fire arm no matter the class, from the small and simple Glock 36 to the powerful .44 Magnum, the big bad shotgun to the sleek and sexy M2010. I have been known to be stoic and calculated. To lay above the rest and smile as each bullet sailed through my target. Once you were in my sights, you go down for the long nap... moreArcher- I am the master marksman at the Wings of Diablo MC Club. Any target my brothers need me to take down, I will. I am a magician with a fire arm no matter the class, from the small and simple Glock 36 to the powerful .44 Magnum, the big bad shotgun to the sleek and sexy M2010. I have been known to be stoic and calculated. To lay above the rest and smile as each bullet sailed through my target. Once you were in my sights, you go down for the long nap. I used to believe that my fate was sealed by the bullet and my gun, come to find out my life would be turned on its head by Daria. A woman in the wrong place at the wrong time. A woman who is seared into my soul. Daria- My whole life I stayed to myself, never wanted to get anyone upset or be a burden to those around me. So when my roommates strong arm me into going to a party at the Rolling Cobras MC Club house I try to stay as far away from the action as possible. Not that it did me any good, my favorite shirt was ruined, I got hit on by a man missing his two front teeth, oh and I got shot in the chest. Talk about a party. There was one good thing that came from that horrible experience, the hospital set up a trauma counselor, Archer. There is something about his haunted eyes that makes me believe that I can trust again. No one makes my pulse race like he does, makes my body surrender like he does. Even with secrets all around him I have no choice but to submit to him. less

Clean- I am the Information Officer at the Wings of Diablo MC Club. It wasn’t a job that I necessarily wanted. In fact, if it were up to me, I would party all day, and hook up with the club bunnies all night. Unfortunately with Alejandro Vilanueva, one of the leaders of the Bolivian Drug Cartel, issuing threats, good information was vital to my club. My club was on the verge of war, a war everyone was sure we wouldn’t win. It didn’t matter to me, I would remain loyal until my very last breath... moreClean- I am the Information Officer at the Wings of Diablo MC Club. It wasn’t a job that I necessarily wanted. In fact, if it were up to me, I would party all day, and hook up with the club bunnies all night. Unfortunately with Alejandro Vilanueva, one of the leaders of the Bolivian Drug Cartel, issuing threats, good information was vital to my club. My club was on the verge of war, a war everyone was sure we wouldn’t win. It didn’t matter to me, I would remain loyal until my very last breath. So when my brothers say they need information, I go get that information. It was on one of these information runs that I ran into a woman, a badass woman with red and black hair, the body of an Amazon, and a dagger for a tongue. It was Maven who would make me question my loyalty to my brothers and my club. Maven- I have been around bikers and gangsters my whole life but once I had my twins, I vowed to never get mixed up with one again. Then some inconsiderate turd shows up next door and throws all my self-made promises in the trash. Barry is selfish, he’s immature, in fact his whole life is a mess, but I have never seen someone who was so loyal. Too loyal. Even with all my connections in the MC world, they will never win against a monster like Vilanueva. I just hope I can convince Barry to talk them out of going to war before the Wings of Diablo MC club is no more. less

He thought he had lost his world...She was there to pick up the pieces... Alex-I was the president of a small motorcycle club, Wings of Diablo. My word was law and I had a crew that would put their very lives on the line if I asked. I did, and I was wrong. I was blinded by my own pride. I couldn't see that I was in over my head and that hubris was enough to cost me everything. My club. My brother. My Laura...gone. Mikki-I killed him. I didn't mean to, he was behind me and I was so scared... moreHe thought he had lost his world...She was there to pick up the pieces... Alex-I was the president of a small motorcycle club, Wings of Diablo. My word was law and I had a crew that would put their very lives on the line if I asked. I did, and I was wrong. I was blinded by my own pride. I couldn't see that I was in over my head and that hubris was enough to cost me everything. My club. My brother. My Laura...gone. Mikki-I killed him. I didn't mean to, he was behind me and I was so scared. I thought he was one of Vilanuevas goons and I was not going back to the hell that I had just escaped from. Never. I almost left him right there in that alley when I realized he was not dead, but something about his voice and the name that he called out softly on his way to death's gate stopped me short. I had to help him. I had to bring this beautiful haunted, soulless man back to life. ***This story will rip at your heart and have you wanting so much more. If you're looking for the perfect mash up between a flawed alpha bad boy and a strong heroine this is for you! Fans of Nina Levine and Nicole Snow agree this is a must read!*** less

He’s blinded by loyalty and blood, but she will force him to see the truthStormI used to be a member of the Wings of Diablo MC Club. That is, until the day I was forced to give up my patch to save my brother. He tried to kill us, he betrayed us, he’s our enemy... but he’s still my twin brother, and that bond means something to me. I broke my vow to my club but I had no choice. I couldn’t let them kill him... moreHe’s blinded by loyalty and blood, but she will force him to see the truthStormI used to be a member of the Wings of Diablo MC Club. That is, until the day I was forced to give up my patch to save my brother. He tried to kill us, he betrayed us, he’s our enemy... but he’s still my twin brother, and that bond means something to me. I broke my vow to my club but I had no choice. I couldn’t let them kill him. We fled to the other side of the world looking for a way out of the shit storm he brought down on our heads. To me, it was all about escape and redemption, but to him everything was a game. When his latest victim turns out to be a woman, I should walk away. Once again I don't have a choice when she calls to me, her very presence wrapping around me and singing to my blood like a fucking goddess I can't escape from. Saving her might be the only chance I have of reclaiming the parts of my soul that my brother destroyed. Even if it means I have to go home and face the brothers I chose to leave behind.DuoThey fucking kidnapped me because of who my father is in the Juric crime family. I’ve been kidnapped before so this isn’t anything new, not really. What I’m not used to is the insane extent his brother will go to get what he wants. I know I shouldn’t trust Storm. I shouldn’t crave his touch or the promise in his eyes as much as I do, but he may be the only one who can get me back to safety. The only one who can save me from his brother. Every mile back to the Wings of Diablo clubhouse I become more attached to this savage brute of a man and more convinced that it’s not just me who needs to be saved. less