Deadly Pistols MC Series – Nicole Snow Free Audiobook

Written by Nicole Snow
Read by Joe Arden, Maxine Mitchell, Aiden Snow, Alexandra Swanee
Format: MP3
Bitrate: Mixed
Unabridged

Book 1: Never Love An Outlaw

I’M FALLING FOR AN OUTLAW I HATE…

MEGAN

I wasn’t supposed to end up in an outlaw biker’s bed. I wasn’t supposed to love it. I definitely wasn’t supposed to crave his fiery kisses, beg for his touch, or ache to know the man behind the evil looking ink and scarred smirk.

I was the good girl. He was the monster. Then everything changed.

I became a prisoner. I prayed for Skin to save me. He did – and he kept me for himself.

He’s no saint, and I’m no angel. They’ve already taken so much from me. I’m scared he’ll take what’s left.

Never love an outlaw, they said. I believed it. So why can’t I stop myself from falling for this bad boy so hard I break?

SKIN

I went psycho when I saw her in that dirty house. She’s everything I never wanted, a spitfire with a body meant for claiming.

Then she told me her secret, and I almost needed a straitjacket. I saved her life instead. I gave her a second chance.

I know she’s a marked woman, caught between my club and the b*stards I killed. Damn if I won’t make her wear my name, even if she’s trouble on two long legs I can’t stop picturing wrapped around me.

I’ll brand her, bed her, own her, no matter how much hell I’ll pay. Outlaws love like ticking time bombs, and I’m gonna blow Meg’s world apart ’til she’s begging for more…
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Book 2: Never Kiss An Outlaw

ONE KISS CAN RUIN A GIRL, OR MAKE HER WHOLE AGAIN…

CORA

Never kiss an outlaw, they said. Easy advice, until the day my father’s dirty secrets made me property of the Deadly Pistols Motorcycle Club.

Easy, until I came face-to-face with the beautiful bastard who makes me burn with every glance. Firefly.

I tried to fight it. Threw every insult in the world his way, hoping to hide how bad my lips were begging to be kissed.

Now, I’m losing the battle. Completely.

I turned his life upside down. His cocky, unbelievable promises are flipping mine right-side up.

He says he’s going to make me his. I’m going to love it. And he isn’t taking no for an answer.

I should slap him upside the head. Instead, I’m becoming a believer in his caveman promises because I can’t keep my hands off him…

FIREFLY

No more games. I cut Cora a hundred kinds of slack when she landed in my world, one that’s too twisted for a sheltered spitfire.

I laughed at the sass and smears coming out of her mouth ’til the day the Prez made me her bodyguard. Then I put an end to her crap.

I protected her. I laid down the law.

One raging kiss shut her up for good. Never expected what came next, this urge to rip off her clothes, throw her on my bike, and own her.

The monsters coming after her, they’re already dead. It’s the future that counts, and there’s only one I’ll live.

Cora, she’ll get my ink on her skin. She’ll wear my ring. She’ll have my kid.

I’m taking what’s mine, taking her night after night, and she’s gonna get used to my lips on hers forever.
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Book 3: Never Have An Outlaw’s Baby

WHEN HE FINDS OUT ABOUT OUR BABY…OH, GOD.

SUMMER

I didn’t have an outlaw’s baby. Honest.

I didn’t run, didn’t hide our son, didn’t suffer alone. There’s not a b*stard with a gun to my head, sending me running to the bad boy I left behind. Making me lie to everyone.

Yeah, I’m full of it.

Here’s the truth – I’m frozen because I’m finally face-to-face with the wild, gorgeous man with the icy stare who lit me on fire three summers ago. Joker rocked me to my core, left me with a kid, and it’s just a matter of time until he discovers everything.

Never have an outlaw’s baby. They’re cute, but they come with serious strings attached.

Like Joker’s kiss. I can already taste it, the growl rising in his throat. Coming for my lips, coming for the truth, coming for me.

JOKER

Pure hell tore my heart out one night three years ago. There ain’t room in that hole for Summer, a lyin’ spitfire I swore I’d never see again.

I screamed, I shoved, I told her to get out, and stay out. Made myself numb so I’d forget about those lips I used to own, or having her between the sheets.

Worked like a charm ’til… the kid.

I know he’s mine. Know something evil isn’t adding up. Know he’s the first light I’ve had in the darkness for years, and Summer’s the second.

If she hates me, I don’t give a damn. This baby changes everything.

She ain’t running anymore. Neither am I.

I’ll put my name on her sweet skin. Hear her beg the way she used to. Remind her that a woman never has an outlaw’s kid without sharing his bed, his bike, his brand. Always.
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Book 4: Never Wed An Outlaw

I’M PREGNANT, ON THE RUN, AND WEARING HIS RING…

HANNAH

How the hell did I get here?

Oh, right – Daniel “Dust” Grayson. Scariest, sexiest man alive. The only man who’s ever stolen my panties, lured me into his bed, and left me begging for more.

This isn’t what you’re thinking. Yes, he’s an outlaw. Trouble incarnate on two towering legs and the hottest smirk south of the Mason-Dixon line. But I’m not in a world of hurt because he’s President of the Deadly Pistols MC, or because my big brother is his right hand man – hello, drama!

No, Dust tried to save me from myself. I can’t let my secrets kill him.

It’s time to forget everything: his love, his kisses, raising the baby he’ll never know together.

Never wed an outlaw. A broken heart was my wedding present, and now it’s my only defense…

DUST

Hannah was my biggest mistake. Ain’t every day a man claims a girl, shoves his ring on her finger, and tells her she’s his ’til the end of time. I had it all, blind to the storm approaching.

Then she disappeared. She forgot about us.

I’ll die before I let her. Darlin’, I’m coming.

Don’t care if my best friend is her kin, and he wants to rip my head off.

Don’t care if she’s a hostage to the meanest crew I ever laid eyes on.

Don’t care if I have to move heaven, hell, and everything in between to bring her home.

If Hannah’s a mistake, I’m owning up. Every single inch of her, every kiss, every damned day. She made me crave the whole package, a wife and kids, like a man needs air.

I can’t stop. I won’t go back. She’s coming back to my arms, or I’ll rip this wicked world limb from limb.