Author: | Leah Sharelle |
Genre: | Contemporary Romance |
File Name: | his-eternity-by-leah-sharelle.epub |
Original Title: | His Eternity. The Wounded Souls, Queenscliff Chapter . Book Two: The Wounded Souls Queenscliff Chapter |
Creator: | Leah Sharelle |
Language: | en |
Identifier: | MOBI-ASIN:B09HMN21R6 |
Date: | 1635532200 |
File Size: | 517467.136 |
RIVER
My life took an unexpected turn after an accident that left my hands damaged. Too damaged to
continue my firefighting career. Lucky for me, a lifeline came in the form of a year prospecting for
the Wounded Souls MC. My family was friends with the Souls, so it took no time to say yes.
Becoming a patch gave me more purpose. My injuries didn’t matter anymore because I was useful
again. Fast forward five years and I was one of five members of a new Souls chapter. Now the
enforcer at a new compound, I was far enough away from the malicious gossip that stained my
family and, Willow and I were free to be together. Away from the watchful eye of her biker dad and
far enough away that I could get away with living the best of both worlds. Willow was mine during
the week, her arms around me at night, and I still managed a safe distance between her and my
family. Keeping everyone separated was the best option.
How wrong I was.
WILLOW
Growing up a MC princess wasn’t as good as it sounded. Not if you called being wrapped in cotton
wool and having a plethora of leather clad alpha’s watching every move you made. So, when the
opportunity to go help set up the new Souls chapter came my way, I jumped on it. I went to war with
my dad and with some help from my mum, I found myself the new assistant to the Queenscliff
chapter president. Life was finally mine to explore. River was finally mine to love. One problem
though, River was hiding his true feelings from me. And, so much more. Why was he hiding me from
his family? Why claim me and continue to find reasons to keep me away from the people most
important to him? Add a disgruntled prospect to the mix and my life was suddenly a lot more
complicated than cotton wool.
If River couldn’t see how much I loved him, what the fudge was I fighting for?