Bullet — Marteeka Karland

Cecilia: The enigmatic biker is the one bright spot in my life. I see him three or four times a week at the cafe down the block. Talking to him about books we're reading or our hopes and dreams helps me escape my reality, if only for a short time. Most of the time we don't even sit at the same table. He's everything I ever wanted but know I can never have. We simply cross paths. Him going... wherever he goes. Me... I know I'm going straight to hell. Nothing but a miracle can save me. The Devil owns my soul. Bullet: There's something about the small, dark-haired woman I see at the corner cafe. She's everything I'm attracted to in a woman, but she's so young it's laughable. I didn't set out to seduce her, but the next thing I know she's in my bed and I spend the most incredible night with her. I wake up the next morning to a cool pillow. No note. No way to contact her. I chalk it up to a young woman not wanting drama in her life until I see her again a few days later. This time, she's in my ICU, beaten to within an inch of her life. Someone's going to pay. God have mercy on their soul. Because I won't. WARNING: Bullet includes scenes of graphic violence and adult situations that may be triggers for some readers. There's also a protective hero, a determined heroine, and an eventual happy ending. No cheating, as always.Copyright Notification: All Changeling Press LLC publications and cover art are copyright and may not be used in any AI generated work. No AI content is included or allowed in any Changeling Press LLC publication or artwork.