Property of Icer

Name: Property of Icer
Author: Liberty Parker

50 pages

Icer
My childhood was a messed-up disaster and outside of my friends, I had nowhere to turn because I was convinced my papa and his club brothers would take my father’s side. I found out differently one night, but by then, I was used to holding myself back from everyone else. Even my brothers are held at an arm’s length, although I’ll protect them with my last breath if I need to do so. No woman has ever captured my attention, even though I’m glad two of my brothers now have old ladies, because they brought me my princess and little prince to watch over.
Then I see her one day in town, a petite, curvy woman who captivates me and makes me want what my brothers have for the first time in my life—a woman, a family, a home. Only, I can’t find her anywhere, no matter how many times I ride into town and search. The day we rescue Zoey and Elodie, I find my beautiful warrior. My goddess, Letti. Now to figure out what to do with her because I’m clueless when it comes to relationships.

Letti
Growing up, I learned I was worthless, dispensable, and unwanted. Those words have been so shoved into me they’re buried in the marrow of my soul. When I finally break free with a little help from my cousin, I find myself settling in a town that’s overseen by a local motorcycle club, the Kings of Anarchy. While I don’t envision getting involved with them, I know that I’ll be safe here.
I don’t expect to be kidnapped or being locked up in a cage, bruised, battered, and beaten on my Bingo card for the year. When the woman in the cage next to me assures me that her family is coming, I want to roll my eyes. If only my head didn’t hurt the way it did, I probably would have. Still, she’s insistent that her man, who’s with the Kings, is coming to rescue her and her little girl. A glimmer of hope sparks within me, but I know from past experience not to fan it, and instead, accept my fate, which is not good.
Only, Zoey was right and I find myself being carried out of the pits of hell by the man I’ve taken to calling Viking in my head. I saw him one day in town and something in him called to me. But there’s no way he’ll ever look in my direction; I’m so far below his league I won’t entertain any hope that someone like him would want me.

I’m worthless, nothing more than a waste of space, while he’s larger than life. Once he realizes how I view myself, he sets about showing me the error of my ways.

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