Steel Hearts & Bruised Knuckles
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She doesn't need saving. She's the one people run to when the world falls apart.
Camila Vega doesn't flinch at blood, bullets, or bullshit. A leather-clad Latina with ink covering most of her skin and eyes that could kill on sight, she built her world around three unbreakable rules: protect her girls, trust no man, and never, ever fall in love. But when she rides into a new town with her lifelong friends-three girls as loyal as they are different-she crosses paths with the last thing she wanted:
Three tattooed biker kings who don't scare easy.
Leaders of the Savage Saints MC, they're older, brutal, and deeply bonded. They're used to getting what they want. And what they want is her.
Camila is ice, but these men burn.
And fire always finds a way in.
A Ride or Dies Novel
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