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Savage Lust

Desert Kings MC Book 1

by Candi Scott

Genre: Dark MC Romance

At the end of my rope and out of options, I’m on my way to Dry Valley, Nevada. To attend the funeral of a father I’ve never met and into a world I could have never imagined.

A world where I’d do anything to survive.

I’d expected the outlaw bikers, the drugs, and even the violence. What I hadn’t expected was the six feet of leather clad bad boy, Cam Savage, pinning me to a mattress.

Now I can’t think of anything else…

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About Writing:

Candi Scott is my second pen name. I originally write Romance and Urban Fantasy under the name Leslie Scott. But somewhere along the way I wanted to write darker, but my way. So it’s not just about the adult material here, but about a more underside of the world around us. More exciting, faster paced, with less rules.

That’s not to say I won’t continue to write as Leslie Scott either, just that separating the two types of writing (one more traditional with a paranormal bend and the other darker, with a spicier side) is easier for me to manage. Like putting on a different mask when I sit down to write.

I’ve even cultivated different playlists for each of my author selves…much to Mr. Scott’s eye twitching dismay (he’s not a fan of the listening to the same songs over and over again, oops).

I’ll never be able to pick one subgenre and stay there, though everything I write will always have a romantic element to it. I like to dig deep into what makes characters tick and at the core of that, is always going to be relationships.

I hope everyone enjoys this Biker MC Dark Romance. It’s been a lot of fun to write, book two (Vicious Heart) is right around the corner. I just typed The End to that and can’t wait for everyone to read the last of Cam and Riley’s story.

Who am I kidding, it won’t be the last. They’ll be making appearances throughout the rest of the series.

Happy Reading!

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Cam Savage

I got itchy if she stayed out of my sight for too long. Even here. Which was fucking ridiculous. I was obsessing, acting like an idiot over a girl. Not something I’d ever done, but Riley was different.

She’s in danger.

And there was that. There were things I knew for certain: Archer hadn’t killed himself. He and Preacher had been fighting for months, but about what I couldn’t ever be sure. My money was on the deal Preacher wanted with the rednecks.

Riley came back to the living area just as we folded up the last table, Merc carting one out under each arm. I’d have taken one from him, but the scowl on her face stopped me. The urge to know what had happened, to stalk into the kitchen and put my fist through someone’s face, was so strong I took a step back from her. Gesturing to the front porch, I followed Merc out and lit a cigarette.

“What’s up?” I took a long drag, focused on the swirl of smoke on my tongue and the burn in my chest. Anything to keep from acting like some idiot with a hard on. I’d brought her here on the back of my bike, wearing my leather—I’d drawn enough attention to us.

Because I wanted them all—every last fucking man in this county—to know she was mine.

She blinked up at me with those hazel eyes with flecks of green and gold and then shook her head as if to clear it. “Nothing. Just thinking.” She looked down and grinned, like we were sharing some sort of secret.

I could eat her alive.

If she’d come to me, wrapped her arms around my middle like I’d wanted her to, I would

have held her right there.

I’d barely known her a week. Jesus.

“About what?” I flicked the ash, watched the little ember float away and disappear into the night.

“This is the closest thing to a real family I think I’ve ever seen.”

My chest tightened, pride making me stand a little straighter. “A shit load better than what I was born with.”

She leaned on the rail, looking out into the small rock and shrub garden I’d helped Dylan plant a few summers before. “I had Mom, always thought that was enough until…”

“You didn’t have anyone else.” I finished for her when she trailed off. It was a sentiment I understood and the reason I’d clung so tightly to the Kings.

“It’s never been easy like this.”

“All of us aren’t like this.”

She caught my gaze, wrapped her arms around herself, and nodded as if she understood. But how could I explain to her when—if I did, I’d be going against the vows that had saved me? Turning my back on the only real family I’d ever had.

“Well, thank you for showing the parts of you that are.”

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About the Author

Candi Scott is the ultra steamy pen name for award winning author Leslie Scott.

Author of Two Hearts, One Stone and the Black Water Magic Series, Leslie Scott has been writing stories for as long as she can remember. The happier the ending, the better. Currently, she lives and writes amidst her own happily ever after with her soul mate, son, and domestic zoo. http://www.lesliescottwrites.com

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