Rock Bottom by Manda Mellett

Rock

Rock I’ve committed the ultimate crime. To repay my gambling debts, I’ve stolen from my MC. Now, I’m out in bad standing.
Cast adrift from all men I called Brother, I approach a rival MC. They let me join on the basis I share all the information about my previous club. In other words, they want me to help them take out the Satan’s Devils. What option have I got? I can’t ride alone, and no other club would take me.

Having to start from the bottom as a prospect is a shit job, but I’m just grateful they’ve given me a new home. It’s not as if I don’t know what I have to do to get my patch.

The Chaos Riders are a completely different type of club to what I’m used to. As I betray the Devils, I slowly learn their secrets. Including what they keep in the cellar.

Becca

I’m held captive. Kept chained in this filthy place which reeks of blood. I can’t remember the last time I showered or had a change of clothes, and I’m fed only enough to keep me alive. My sentence to remain here for thirty-six months until my husband is released from prison.

I’m not going to last.

They feed me twice a day and empty my disgusting bucket only once. The same unsympathetic man each time. Until, one morning, a new man appears. Do I read sympathy in his eyes? Will he help me? Or is getting his patch and becoming a member of this hateful motorcycle club more important than helping me?