Satans Disciples  (#1-  Venom)

Satans Disciples (#1- Venom)

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Iris "sinner" Langdon had grown up in the club her entire life. Perfecting her craft at slinging ink, managing to shock the shit out of half the men in her daddy's club with her extensive knowledge on riding and fixing motorcycles; getting into a ton of shit with her dad when she would sneak off to join the guys on runs and getting to know the ins-and-outs of her family. When trouble rocks up to their little town, so does a nomad who lived his life on the edge- leaving no loose ends. An arrogant, self-loathing, 6'9" tattooed motherfucker with a bad attitude. Venom wasn't looking for a god damned thing other than a top shelf whiskey and a random pussy to get his dick wet when he rolled into town. So when he gets put on babysitting duty he's less than excited. When he walks through the door of the tattoo shop prez pointed him to, he was shocked. Leaning over a preppy college kid, laying down ink was the prettiest bitch he'd ever seen. The catch was? It wouldn't be their first or last rodeo together.
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