Karen’s Killer Book Bench #MC #Romance #Suspense: RUGER, Demented Souls Book 1 by Melissa Stevens

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Demented Souls Book 1


A man with a mission, a woman on the run. Can they escape the past that haunts them both?

Years ago, the local drug lord’s men kidnapped and killed Ruger’s sister, now his heart is dead to everything but revenge.

Until Krissi walks into his bar. She’s sassy, sexy, and more than he can turn down. He’s already fallen too deep when she’s kidnapped. While she’s missing, Ruger’s club discovers her father killed his sister.

Could the people who took Krissi be after her father or Ruger’s club?

She’s already captured Ruger’s heart. But how can he ever trust her?

Pick up your copy of Ruger now to find out if murder and regret will leave them longing and alone.


Demented Souls Book 1


Movement woke her. The arms around her were gone. Krissi rolled over and watched as Ruger disappeared into the bathroom. Grabbing his pillow, she pulled it close, hugging it to her chest while she waited for him to come out. She could get up, but her clothes were still in the living room. The shower turned on, and she closed her eyes, listening until the water turned off again. Krissi lay in the bed, watching the bathroom door when it opened, and a puff of steam escaped with Ruger close behind. He was naked and rubbing a towel through his hair, water droplets scattered on his upper body. Desire raced through her body and heat pooled between her legs, making the dull ache turn to a throb, reminding her she’d had more sex in the last twelve hours than in the last six months.

“You’re awake.” He smiled down at her.

“Yeah, I missed you.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

She rolled and stretched, letting the sheet slip off her breasts as she moved. A low growl made her glance back at him. “What?”

“You’re tempting but I’m starving, and you’ve got to be, too. Besides, after last night, you’re probably a least a little sore. Why don’t you take a hot shower to help with that while I go start some breakfast?”

“You cook?” The question was out before Krissi was aware she’d even thought it. Her father had never cooked. He always waited on her mother or someone else to cook for him, as had most of the men she’d dated in the past.

Ruger looked at her with one corner of his mouth lifted. “I gotta eat, and restaurants, even the good ones, get old after a while.” Opening drawers on the chest in the corner, he pulled out a pair of black gym shorts and tossed them on the foot of the bed. Then came a black t-shirt that joined the shorts. “You can wear those if you like.” Ruger grabbed a pair of jeans from the arm of a chair and pulled them on. He zipped them but left the button undone. “Come into the kitchen when you’re ready. Depending on how long you take, I may even have breakfast ready.” His eyes raked over her once more, and for a second he looked like he might crawl back into bed with her. Then he shook his head, turned, and left the room.

Krissi sighed, taking a second to just enjoy the moment, then threw the covers back, got up, and went into the bathroom. She winced at the ache between her thighs as it sharpened to a dull throb as she moved. Still worth it, she thought, turning on the water. Hot water streamed over her, and she let the heat melt away some of her soreness. There was no way the water could wash all her aches away, but it helped tense muscles relax, and that was amazing.

Picking up his shampoo bottle, she sniffed it, wondering if this was part of the scent that drew her to him. Nope, it was just a light, clean scent, not part of the leather and male she got from his skin. Krissi hurried and finished her hair then turned off the water.

After drying off, Krissi put on the clothes Ruger had left for her. The shorts fit okay, but the shirt stretched tight over her boobs, and every movement made the soft cloth move against her sensitive nipples. The one he’d bitten sent bolts of awareness every time the shirt rubbed across her bruised skin, making her smile. She looked down, wondering if he would notice. Did it matter if he did? He was the reason they were so sensitive to begin with.

About Author Melissa Stevens…

Melissa Stevens has penned more than forty novels and novellas to date. She loves writing and discovering new stories. Her favorites are motorcycle club and small town romance.

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Melissa lives in Arizona with her husband of more than twenty years and their children.


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7 thoughts on “Karen’s Killer Book Bench #MC #Romance #Suspense: RUGER, Demented Souls Book 1 by Melissa Stevens”

  1. Good morning, Melissa, and welcome back to Karen’s Killer Book Bench. I’m intrigued by Ruger already. Loved the excerpt. Krissi isn’t going to be able to resist him either. Can’t wait to read this book. Thanks for sharing it with us today!

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