Ride of the Heart

Prologue

The salty breeze whipped through Ivy's hair as she tightened her grip on the handle bars, the steady rumble of her motorbike grounding her in the present. This was her escape- the wind in her face, the open road stretching ahead like an unspoken promise. For the first time in years, she tasted freedom, a hint of what life could be beyond the suffocating walls of her past.

But darkness trailed close behind, a shadow she couldn't shake. Malcom's voice echoed in her mind- taunting, manipulative, a reminder of the power he once held over her. No matter how fast she rod, she couldn't outrun the painful memories: the nights filled with fear, the suffocating grip of control, and the way he twisted their love into something toxic.

Leaving him was her only choice.

As Ivy parked her bike outside her garage, she glanced over shoulder, half expecting to see him lurking in the shadows. The threat was always there, a constant reminder the past could come back to haunt her at any moment.

Ivy wiped the sweat from her forehead and focused on the task at hand. She had to tune the engine of her motorbike that had become her lifeline. Here among the tools and the scent of oil, she had found safety. The mechanics of the motorbike mirrored her own heart: complex, a bit battered but capable of great things.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Jake strode in, a magnetic presence that filled the room. The leader of the motorbike club was everything ivy had tried to avoid. He was bold and undeniably handsome. But in his eyes, she saw something different: a promise of understanding and maybe , a way to heal.

In that moment , Ivy's heart raced - not from fear, but from a foreign thrill. She had vowed to keep her walls up, bur something about Jake made her want to lower them, even if it was just a little.

As their eyes locked, the weight of her past hung in the air. Little did she know, their worlds were about to collide in ways she never imagined. The danger was closer then she could imagine, and ivy would have to confront not only her past but the very real threat that would test her new found strength within.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an orange and pink glow over the coastal town. Ivy took a deep breath, bracing herself for her ride home. She was ready to fight for her freedom, but one question loomed: would she be strong enough to face the darkness when it returned?