Evelynn Marsano has been gone for a year, but very little has changed. Her brother's still a legend in underground races. The same girls still hate her. The same boy still makes her heart race and resolve weak. But this time she won't let him get close enough to hurt her. Not again. Not like before. Westen Burke just arrived to town and he's only staying long enough to set up a few street bike races, make some money, and have some fun. But he might stir up some trouble when he begins hanging around his sponsor's sister, and it's not just her brother he's pissing off. -------------------------------------------------------- Warning: You can expect a lot of street racing, tattoo's, fights, drugs, mature language, and other mature content, so READER BE AWARE!! ***APRIL 2025: Ride will be updated daily***

"He was... he was something else. I wouldn't really know how to explain John. Nor what he meant to me. It was like drowning yet it was like having the big breath after being underwater for so long. It was like finding yourself and losing yourself all at once. It was intoxicating yet it was like the air I needed. Sometimes I wished he never happened, yet I don't know what I would be without him. He was my angel in disguise. And my love for him...it's like this roaring fire devouring the forest, consuming me in flames" - - 20 year old Lacely Garcias' life was anything but perfect, but to her, her messy life was something normal. Well before her mother got diagnosed with cancer. Before she had to work two jobs and before she was failing her classes. So what happens when John Novako, a man she doesn't know proposes money-money she needs- in exchange for her to pretend to be his wife? Lacely is thrown into a life she's never known and struggles to hold on. Truths are told, things are unraveled, drama is being scattered, people start finding themselves, sorrow unleashes, and in the midst of all of this, love is developed. A love that tried to be tamed, but the flames, sadly, couldn't. A/N: THIS BOOK HAS NOT BEEN EDITED.

We're always drawn to something we can't have. I just happen to be drawn to a criminal, a man who is beyond the pale. "Mi Amor, put the knife down." His words were so calm and husky. They weren't suppose to arouse her. She was holding on to the butcher knife with her dear life. "How do you know where I live! You shouldn't be here." Her voice wobbled, the first sharp stab of anxiety hit her when he took a step towards her. Why was he here? She stared in fear at the man in front of her. His naked chest glistened with sweat, his body tight, muscly and toned. Mouth watering. In the dim light of her kitchen, her eyes managed to travel over the tattoos on his right peck and bicep. "I shouldn't, but I am." He gave a slow sexy smile at her as he put his hands up in surrender. Her eyes widened at the evident bulge that was restricted in his black sweat pants. "Get out!" Before she knew it, he had lunged at her. Her knife now at her throat. "Silencio." Book Cover by Createdforyou