Hell On Heels

Razor
If you sit long enough looking out onto the world, it can almost appear to be perfect at times. When your entire life has been dictated, you’ll find a way to break those ties and grasp freedom at any cost.
For Merritt Clermont the world faded away when he blasted down the highway on his Harley. If there was anywhere his soul could unburden its self, it would be right there on the highway, wind in his face, roar of the engine in his ears, concrete beneath his wheels. The patch on his back told everyone who he was. A Royal Bastard.
He made sure his connections outside of the club were limited. Women weren’t something he wanted more than an evening of passion with. Until he wrapped his arms around Lottie McDaniels.
Now, he’s got a taste of her and theres no turning back for him—for her.

Lottie McDaniels
Lottie didn’t intend to fall for the rugged doctor nor did she want to be in in the world of bikers. But, here she was completely lost to her feelings and more confused than ever.
In the past, she would’ve picked up the phone and called Sway—cried into her best friend’s shoulder until the ache in her chest felt a little less raw. But those days felt like a lifetime ago.
Since the attack on Sway, she and Sway had barely spoken. When they did, it was always Lottie who reached out. The replies she got in return were cold, clipped. Nothing more than one- or two-word answers. It made her sick. It made her sad.
Losing that connection had dimmed something in her—a light that used to keep the rest of her world in color. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t find the silver lining. The silence between them felt permanent.
Just when she thought things couldn’t get more complicated, a new player inserts herself into her and Razors relationship. One she doesn’t think they’ll be able to ignore.
With a new relationships come new challenges for both Razor and Lottie.