Beyond
Reckless
Lost Kings MC
By Autumn Jones Lake
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: September 18, 2017
Photographer:
Meagan Harding
Cover Designer:
Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs
Makeup/SPFX
Artist: Liv Zak
Cover Model: Jaxon Human

Blood
doesn’t make you family, loyalty does.
Marcel “Teller” Whelan, Treasurer of the Lost Kings MC, has
always been two things—honest and responsible. At ten years old, he was already
taking care of his baby sister. At eighteen, he patched into the Lost Kings MC
and took a major role in shaping the club’s future.
Three
years ago, he thought he’d met the perfect woman, only to have her reject
everything he is—a Lost King.
One
bullet is a lifetime supply.
Now,
after an accident that left a girl dead and Teller almost crippled, he’s
struggling through the darkest time in his life. His niece, sister, and Lost
Kings MC family are the only things holding him together, but his reckless
actions are bound to drive everyone away.
Then,
in the most unlikely place, he crosses paths with her again. The woman he once
thought might be his perfect match.
Love
soothes our inner demons.
Sparks
fly for both of them. She’s the ride-or-die woman he needs, able to calm his
many demons and bring the light back into his life. But she has a secret—one
that forces him to lie to his brothers.
In
chaos we trust.
When
Teller’s brothers find out who he’s falling in love with, it will create a
storm of chaos for the Lost Kings MC. But if there’s one thing Teller’s
turbulent life has taught him, it’s that sometimes love is worth the chaos.
Beyond
Reckless is the 8th book in the popular Lost Kings MC series, but can be read
as a standalone.
Teller’s
girl is a secret for now, so this is a short, edited excerpt. The primal need to protect my little sister at all costs
kicked in.
My vision blurred around the edges. Absolute fury at the thought
of this woman fucking with my life because she had some stupid notion about who
I was.
I leaned over her and she arched her body to keep her face away
from mine, thrusting her breasts up. The position made me want to slide my
hands under her skirt, yank her underwear around her ankles and hate-fuck her
against her car. In broad daylight, where everyone in the area could watch the
filthy biker claim her body.
Because in that moment I really fucking hated her for what she
was forcing me to do.
“I’m all my sister has.” Each word slid out low and laced with
enough menace to drain the color from her cheeks. “If you make trouble for us,
you will regret
it.”
Afraid or not, she had enough moxie to glare back. “You’re
threatening me while trying to convince me you’re not a
criminal? Seriously?”
I pulled back a few inches. “It’s not a threat.”
Her lower lip trembled and I felt lower than scum, but this wasn’t
about me and it was too important to be distracted now.
Anyway, she’s the one who pushed me to this.
“It’s…there’s nothing I can do,”
she finally said.
“That’s right. Forget about us.”
Her bright blue eyes snapped with anger. “Fuck you,” she spat.
Brave woman.
“Would’ve been happy to, darlin’.” I slipped the keys out of her
hand and opened her car door. She avoided looking at me as she slid into the
seat without our bodies touching.
She held out her hand for the keys, but I kept them just out of
reach for an extra few seconds. “What are you going to do?”
The glare she sent me could’ve melted ice. “Nothing, Marcel. I
won’t do a damn thing.”
“Good girl.”
She flipped me off.
I tossed the keys in her lap and walked away.
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