wolves of anarchy
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"That's not fair, Jesse! Those people aren't disposable!" I raised my voice, I knew it would only anger him more but I couldn't help it, what he was doing was wrong. These weren't criminals caught in the crossfire, these were innocent lives being taken like they were nothing.
He steps closer to me, letting out a small manic laugh, looking directly into my eyes, his own showing no remorse. He gives me a sinister smirk before dipping his head down and whispering in my ear, his lips brushing against it. "You're in the south side now baby. We don't play fair."
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After coming home and finding out that her only family she has left is abducted from their home, Jade Holt goes on a hunt find her missing older brother, the leader of their family's gang, and comes across evidence that points directly to the south side's new opposing leader, the notorious Jesse Ardor. But when she comes face to face with him for the first time, everything changes.
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