Axe's Fall

By: Chiah Wilder

(Insurgents MC Romance Book 4)


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The first time Axe saw her at his friend’s wedding, he knew she’d have her long legs wrapped around his waist, moaning and begging for more.

A member of the Insurgents Motorcycle Club, Axe has the tattoos, the ripped body, and the badass attitude. He’s great in bed and always leaves women pleading for more. But…

Don’t ask him to commit.

Don’t ask for a phone call.

Don’t expect anything but wild, mind-blowing sex.

That’s the way he rolls…

Until he meets her.

It was a one-night stand.

He was gone before she woke up.

Finished. Done. Moved on.

Except he can’t stop thinking about her.

What the f*&k?!

Baylee Peters has thrown herself obsessively into her career vying for the brass ring of partnership at one of the most prestigious architecture firms in Denver. Not wanting any distractions, she has shelved romance. Nothing can stand in her way.

Until she meets him.

The dark-haired man with the smoldering eyes and tatted, chiseled body who makes her insides melt.

It was just for one night. So what if the sex was incredible?

Then work takes her to Pinewood Springs. And to him. Her ordered world explodes.

As if she didn’t have enough trouble with a sexy, bad boy biker whom she can’t stop drooling over, her memory of the night her mother was murdered is coming back, and the killer is waiting to make sure no one knows what she remembers.

Can Baylee trust Axe enough to let him into her life and take control? Can he save her before a determined killer takes away Axe’s one chance at happiness?

Axe vows to protect her, and he will stop at nothing until he makes her his woman.

The Insurgents MC series are standalone romance novels. This is Axe and Baylee’s love story. This book contains violence, strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It describes the life and actions of an outlaw motorcycle club. HEA. No cliffhangers! The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

Previous Titles in the Series:

Hawk’s Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club Book 1

Jax’s Dilemma: Insurgents Motorcycle Club Book 2

Chas’s Fervor: Insurgents Motorcycle Club Book 3




Prologue





Summer, 1998

Denver, Colorado

The man’s voice shattered the quietude. Baylee hugged her stuffed rabbit closer and held her breath. It wasn’t her father’s voice; he was out on business and wouldn’t be back until the morning. She pulled the covers over her head and wished the fear creeping inside her would crawl away.

Silence.

The young girl let out a small breath, closed her eyes, and let sleep replace the fear from a few minutes before.

Crash! Baylee jerked up in her bed, her rabbit clutched to her side, her heart slamming against her chest. Her mother’s sobs pierced the veil of normalcy. Mommy’s in trouble.

Baylee scrambled out of her twin bed and padded to the stairs. From the glow of the fireplace, she saw figures dancing on the walls like shadow puppets. One was tall and gripping, the other was short, curvy, and struggling.

“Please, don’t. Leave now. Please,” her mother said in a voice laced in panic.

“Give me what you’ve been teasing me with for a long time. You think you can flirt with me then turn me off? You know you want this.”

“I don’t. Stop. If you don’t stop, I’m going to tell John when he gets back.”

“Just one kiss and I’ll go. Come on, you know you want it.”

The young child quietly descended the stairs until she was more than halfway down. She sat on the carpeted step and clung to the white-painted wooden dowels, peering through them as though they were a looking glass into a world of shadows and fear.

“Stop it! Please,” Baylee’s mother cried out as she grabbed something on the cabinet next to her.

The scene played out on the walls of the living room: her mother bending her arm and hitting the man’s head, his hand grabbing his head then slapping her mother so hard she fell on the floor, the tall outline then pouncing on her mother. Her mother’s gasps and muffled screams became weaker, and her body stopped moving.

Baylee leapt up and rushed into the room, screaming, “Mommy! Don’t hurt my mommy. Mommy!”

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