Category: In the arms of Monsters

In the Arms of Monsters Trilogy, Book 2

Robin has been gone for two years. No matter the lead, Preacher has hunted for her. He can’t find her and admitting defeat isn’t in his nature. She’s in pain, and there’s nothing he can do to help her but sacrifice everything in vain.

When Preacher least expects it, Robin is reported alive. Badly beaten and broken, she’s in the hospital, back in their lives once again.

Only, when Robin wakes up, she doesn’t remember her identity, the club, or anything about the last two years. She has no memory of Preacher, of Bishop, nothing. Her life is a complete blank and what’s more, she knows deep down she’s hurting her loved ones.

The man who took her from Preacher is still out there. Someone close to home has helped his enemy, and Preacher knows Robin isn’t safe. Not only does he have to deal with his woman’s complete lack of memory of him and their time together, he knows his enemy will try to reclaim her.

Two years is a long time, and the memories return with a revelation Preacher isn’t prepared for.

Was Robin running away from a monster?

Or was she running straight back to the man who took her—a man she may even be in love with?

In the Arms of Monsters Trilogy

Book One: To Awaken a Monster
Book Two: Taken by a Monster
Book Three: A Monster’s Beauty (coming April 28th)

Excerpt:

Robin’s heart raced as she waited to hear the truth from his lips. Did he love someone else? Was there ever going to be a chance for her?

Pressing her lips together, she looked up at him, wanting to touch him, to hold him, to love him more than anything. Her memories weren’t back yet. She didn’t know if she ever wanted them to be back.

“I didn’t find anyone else. There is no way I could ever want anyone but you.” He stroked her cheek.

He was a large man, full of muscles and strength. Yet, each time he touched her, she was shocked by how sweet and gentle he was with her. It was like he couldn’t bring himself to hurt her, and well, she wasn’t going to complain about that.

She offered him a smile. “There’s no one?”

“There’s no one.”

“Then why haven’t you been with me? Why haven’t you tried to help me remember?”

“I don’t know what you went through with Reaper, Robin. There are memories that are going to be unleashed, and they’re not pretty. Randall has warned us. The room upstairs, there’s more to that tale. It’s not easy.”

“You know what I’ve come to realize?” she said.

“What?”

“Life isn’t easy and it’s not supposed to be. I don’t want you to run from me or hide anymore. I’d like to get to know you.” She took his hand, locking their fingers together. “Can we have a chance to be together? You and me with no one else trying to take it away from us?” She licked her dry lips.

“There are times I forget you don’t remember.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s the best kind of thing,” he said. His hand stroked down her cheek, moving to the back of her neck and she waited. He pulled her close and when his lips met hers, it was everything she had hoped it would be. She let out a little moan, gripping his shirt and moving so that she straddled his waist.

The hard ridge of his cock pressed between her thighs, and a hunger she couldn’t even recall consumed her. This was what she wanted. Needed.

“Robin,” he said between kisses.

“Please, don’t stop kissing me.”

“We’re moving too fast.”

She pulled back. “I’m not panicking. I’m not scared. I want this, Preacher. I … I’ve been near Bishop and there’s nothing there. I don’t know why I ended up married to him, and quite frankly, I don’t care. Don’t you feel this?” She put her hand on his chest. “I can’t give you everything you want. I don’t know if I’ll ever remember what happened between us in the past, but I can give you my future.” She kissed his lips. “You said we didn’t have a whole lot of time together, so why wait?”

“A few hours ago, you couldn’t breathe because of a panic attack. We should take it slow.”

She rubbed her pussy against his dick, not wanting to take it slow. For some reason, she felt like there had already been too much time wasted already. She was tired of waiting for something to happen.

During her short twenty years of living, she’d become pregnant, married her best friend, been taken by a monster, lost her memories, and now she was this person who she couldn’t count on anymore.

“I don’t want to take it slow. I’m tired of waiting around.” She kissed him, sliding her tongue across his mouth until he opened up, and she released a moan, feeling connected to him once more. “Don’t you want me?”

“It’s not a matter of want. I’m trying to do the right thing here and to give you a chance to recover.”

She pulled away, staring him in the eye, really seeing him. “And what if I don’t ever recover? What if these feelings will never return? I don’t know what the future holds and to be frank, I’m scared. What if I never know what happened to me or who I can trust? My entire life is a mystery to me and all I care about right now is if you’d kiss me. I want you to kiss me. To feel you inside me. Is that so bad?”

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In the Arms of Monsters Trilogy book 1

Love is not easy. It’s hard, painful, and this is how ours started, but it’s certainly not how it’s going to end.

For Preacher, taking care of his club is all he’s known. He fought for his position, and he’ll keep it at all costs. He may be a shit father to his son, Bishop, but he doesn’t need to be a father to run the club.

Robin is the daughter of the VP. She knows her place within the club is closely tied to Preacher’s son. They’ve been best friends forever, but she doesn’t want a future with Bishop. She doesn’t know what she does want, though.

When one of the club women is determined to ruin her life, Robin doesn’t see it coming. Now she’s pregnant, and the father—she doesn’t know how to tell him, because the truth could ruin the entire club.

When Preacher learns the truth of what happened, he has to handle it, even with a cop breathing down his neck, waiting for the perfect moment to take him out.

But nothing goes according to plan. Not with the pregnancy, not with Robin. He doesn’t believe in love, but Robin has awakened something within him, and he can’t stop it. He wants it, even if … love is never easy.

In the Arms of Monsters Trilogy

Book One: To Awaken a Monster
Book Two: Taken by a Monster
Book Three: A Monster’s Beauty

Excerpt:

True to his word, Preacher spent every available night when Bishop wasn’t home, sketching on the wall. Robin had wanted their girl to wake up with a nice fairytale forest complete with animals, and a waterfall. This would take up the entirety of one wall.

While he sketched and painted, Robin made sure to keep a look out so no one saw him doing what he happened to enjoy. He didn’t know why he needed to keep it a secret, but it was important to him.

This was something he kept for himself, and didn’t wish to share it with anyone, especially not the club. He didn’t want to think of the reason why he’d been willing to share it with Robin.

She was different.

You need to get laid.

He’d not put a finger or cock in or on another woman since before the night he’d been with Robin.

Don’t fucking think about it.

Instead he focused on what was important. Dog had set up another fight to go down in over a week’s time. Neither of them needed to get a fighter. The men had gone to Dog, wanting it set up. They were missing the bloodbath that was to come.

Also, he had to go out of town next week, which pissed him off because he couldn’t rely on his son.

With the latest branch now having an abundance of green leaves, he put down his paintbrush, closed the bedroom, locked it, and went in search of Robin.

He found her sitting on the sofa in the living room with a hand on her stomach and a serene smile on her face.

“I thought you were bringing me a drink,” he said.

“I was, but she started to kick. Come and feel.” She held her hand out, and he went to her without question. She placed his palm flat against her stomach.

“Can you feel it?” she asked.

He waited, holding his breath to feel what she wanted him to. The moment his girl kicked, he smiled. “Oh, wow,” he said.

“I know, right? I can’t believe it. She kicked.”

“And she keeps on kicking. Hey, sweet girl. Do you know we’re making you an amazing bedroom?”

He got another kick, and Robin laughed.

“That’s right. Daddy is making your bedroom amazing, and I’m making him.” She giggled, and he loved the sound.

After a few minutes, she stopped kicking.

“I think she tired herself out.”

“It seems like it to me.” He leaned back against the sofa.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come up straight away. I was worried if I moved, she’d stop. I was hoping you’d come downstairs and feel it. Did you ever feel Bishop kick?”

“No. I never got too close when Flora was pregnant.”

“Do you miss her?”

“No. I hated her guts, and she hated mine.” He ran his hand across her stomach. “How are you feeling?”

“Okay. It’s weird being pregnant, but I’m getting used to it.”

“It’s a good look on you.”

“It is?”

“You’re glowing.” He cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her rosy skin. In the past few weeks, he’d seen her smiling more, and she looked ready for motherhood.

He couldn’t miss the plump, kissable lips, and they’d been capturing his attention for some time now and he’d been imagining kissing them, tasting her.

He didn’t dare do it, but he wanted to.

They were so close. How did they get so close?

The smile on Robin’s face vanished, but she didn’t pull away.

He didn’t know who moved first, only that her lips were on his, and the hand he had on her cheek sank into her hair, holding her in place as he kissed her back.

She let out a little gasp as he traced her lip with his tongue, and he plundered inside, drawing her closer.

Robin moved to straddle his lap.

Her pregnant stomach pressed against his, but he loved feeling her as she pressed her pussy next to his cock. It was an odd angle, but he deepened the kiss, sliding one hand down her back to cup her ass.

It had been so long. His cock was rock-hard as it pressed against her core.

Both of them pulled apart at the sound of the door opening.

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