Blade (Silver Shadows MC #1)

When I was 15 years old, I died. Now, a decade later, I’m back, hidden in plain sight from the one person I thought I would never see again. I was told she wouldn’t come back. I was told she had moved on. Now she was home to stay. I knew she would never forgive me for what I did, because death was easier to accept than betrayal.

When I was 15 years old, I lost my best friend. After moving away, I swore to never come back, only to return years later when the one person who meant the world to me called needing my help. Diamond Creek never changed, except for the bikers who moved in across the road. They all seemed friendly enough, except for one, and I didn’t know why. He wanted nothing to do with me, and the feeling was mutual until I learned the truth. I should have known the dead never stayed dead, because when the truth about the past begins to unravel, I learn the very person who was supposed to protect me was the very person I should have feared