Challenged by Ryan Michele

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Lust, love, and second chances.

 

Growing up in the fast-paced and rough life of a motorcycle club wasn’t easy. Cleaning up the mess his father had made of Vipers Creed meant sacrifice. Cade ‘Spook’ Baker had given up everything to bring the club life back to what it was supposed to be: a family.

The choices he made were not what he wanted, but they were necessary for the club as a whole.

Second chances rarely came to Spook, so when his Trixie walked boldly into his clubhouse, the decision was made. Trixie would once again be his, this time for good.

 

Trix Lamasters was raised by a master—a master con. All grown up, she made her life solid by making it about her club, Sirens. But one bad business decision brought her to her knees, forcing her to call on the one person she had sworn she would never trust again.

 

Pasts have a way of not staying there. Things that were buried deep have a way of finding themselves in the light of a new day. Could something that had once crashed and burned for Spook and Trixie find a way out of the wreckage? With the odds against them, can they find a way to overcome the challenges, or will it all blow up in their faces?

 

**Due to content, mature audiences only.**

 

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I am a lover of MC books and this one did not fall short of what I love about them!

Some have pure grit and crime.
Some offer a glimpse into the club life
Some show the raw side of two people in love with.

Challenged focused on a second chance love within a MC life with only a touch of grit and crime.

Trixie: Smart, strong, and sexy – a true trifecta. Her business Sirens is her main focus. She is self-made and proud of it. She had her heart broken once and never again. Booty calls are purely ok for her. No shame in her game. You go girl!

Cade, a.k.a. Spook (the not so friendly ghost.): Raw, powerful, and just pure man. He is sex personified, women line up to even get a glimpse of him. President of his MC and has his brothers at his side, making him a dangerous man. He gets what he wants when he wants and even how he wants. Where can I sign up? For reals.

“No fucking guy touches you, Trixie. No one but me.”

Well hot damn, let me be Trixie. The tone and power of his words just makes you shiver.

The two fell in love as teenagers but circumstances pulled them apart. Something that neither of them got over. What was the force that pulled them apart? Was it age? Was it Cade protecting her?  A chance call 15 years later has to two back together. Cade is not letting Trixie go – she is the goal and he will complete it. That force is still in the background but both are on a path to fight it. And fight did they ever.

“Arching my back, I let loose a scream that echoed throughout the room. My entire body quivered as shards of pleasure overtook me.”

Ladies, we all know that we want this to happen. Shew *fans self*

The words just flowed so easily with the composition that made this story. I just found myself consumed by what was going on. I was Cade’s and Trixie’s cheerleader – *Cade you better get your girl! Trixie let that man have you!*. The determination and drive that Cade had to make Trixie’s his again was so so so swoon worthy. Any woman would want their lover to care and tend to them this way. The words and power behind them made you shiver from head to toe – let me have a piece!Each page delivered a punch that made you want to continue and see what was going to happen. Whether it be them fighting forces, fighting each other or making their bodies as one. This was a perfect mix of the MC life, personal story lines and the unknown that is around each corner. You felt the love even though it wasn’t mentioned every five seconds (thank you for that.). It did not need to be said it was there and it was just simply known that these two were to be together and thrive.

Passion.
Suspense.
Grit.
Sex.
Drive.
Power.
Challenges.

“She had no clue yet, but I wasn’t letting this shit go. Still, I knew my Trixie would be a challenge, though a challenge I would win.”

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Spook

I woke to a very cold bed. My hand reached out, touching nothing. I listened, but I didn’t hear a sound. It surprised me. I usually slept lightly, never knowing when I needed to be on guard. Something about being in bed with her, having her cuddled up to me, had me sleeping like a fucking log.

Rolling out of bed, I grabbed my pants and shirt, throwing them on along with my cut, socks, and boots. I walked down the hall of the little ranch house.

“Trixie?” I called into the nothingness.

I looked through the house, but she was nowhere. The little minx jumped out on me.

A piece of paper on the table had a large scrawl on it.

Spook,

I had shit to do. Lock the bottom lock when you leave. Please don’t come back.

I chuckled. Woman had no fucking clue who she was dealing with. Oh, I’d be back … tonight or this afternoon. I hadn’t decided yet.

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Trix

“You get anywhere with Cade?” Jett, my assistant asked as she plopped down in the chair in front of my desk.  She had a beauty that pulled everyone in and curves that made me insanely jealous. Her long, dark hair laid pencil straight, and her eyes were a blue that looked almost gray in different lights.

My stomach fell at her question, reminding me of last night. I couldn’t believe I fucking slept with him. Not just fucked him, but showered with him, fell asleep with him … woke up in his damn arms.Sneaky bastard.

I could still feel him between my legs. Hell, I even had phantom feelings of him inside of me. He’d had a lot of practice. I knew he had because I had heard all about it. And I wasn’t any better than one of those paid hookers.

Fucking moron. My reasons had sucked before. They meant shit now.

I wanted to pass off the night as being just another booty call, a way to fuck each other out of our systems, but both were a flat out lie. Last night was so much more than anything Taylor, or any of my other weak-ass booty calls, and I had ever been.

The rawness in his eyes captivated me. God, his eyes … I could see so much more in them last night. More than I’d ever thought I would see. But I was just fooling myself. I wouldn’t go back fifteen years to fall for the bad boy again, just to get my heart smashed all over again.

Mortification didn’t even cut it when it came to describing how I felt. Weak. Pathetic. I gave in, letting him have that power over me with his smooth talking and fantastic bed skills.  Plus, he had looked sexy as hell in his leather and jeans. To see him on a motorcycle, too, was just a recipe for disaster. And I had just spread my legs, begging for him to give it to me. Dammit.

Although I was dead serious in the note I left him this morning, it felt really odd to leave it for him in my own house. Nevertheless, I couldn’t stay and deal with the morning after shit. One look and I would have let him inside my body again. I would have let him take me over and over until I really couldn’t walk. Now that I knew how much he had grown, let alone changed in the bedroom, it would be more difficult than ever to say no to him.

I had to remember Cade crushed me. My first love left me to pick up the pieces of my torn heart. I couldn’t go back to the me from that time.

“He doesn’t know if Nanette is there.” I decided to leave out the whole him fucking my brains out bit. I wouldn’t open up that can of worms. I told Jett all about Cade one night after way too many shots of tequila. Regardless, the less people who knew about the now, the better.

 

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Ryan Michele has a huge obsession with reading, which only came to life after her best friend said she had to read Twilight. After reading that series, her entire world changed in the blink of an eye. Not only was she sucked into new worlds and all of the wonderful words authors put down on paper, she felt the urge to begin to write down the characters that played inside of her head. In doing so, Safe was born. Then Wanting You and the Ravage MC series.

 

When she’s not reading or writing, she spends time taking care of her two children and her husband, enjoying the outdoors and laying in the sun.

 

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