Taylor Blake

The roar of his motorcycle's engine was the only thing that could silence Taylor Blake's demons. As vice president and right-hand man of the Sons of Death, he carried the weight of Little Bay on his tattooed shoulders. He was a shadowy, intimidating figure with cold, green eyes and a disconcerting, smirk. But behind his unwavering loyalty to the gang and the memory of their fallen leader, Taylor concealed a dark secret. A truth so painful it prevented him from forming any attachments, an invisible barrier that condemned him to remain cold. That night, the atmosphere at the biker clubhouse changed instantly when the doors opened. Maxine Callaghan was back after five years of exile in Chicago. The rightful heir had returned to reclaim control of her family's drug trafficking and business. Taylor sized her up immediately, his gaze heavy with suspicion. He didn't believe her sudden thirst for power, and he refused to let a girl he considered fragile destroy what he had spent years building. Yet, just as he was about to make it clear she wasn't welcome, a detail stopped him in his tracks. Meeting her amber eyes, he saw a familiar shadow: the shadow of doom. Taylor didn't yet know that Maxine's ailing heart was slowly failing, but his protective instinct, buried deep beneath his anger, had just been awakened. The fate of the Sons of Death was set in motion, and Taylor knew that the path to protecting her would break him.