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Dirk (Book 3): Shattered Hearts MC, #3
Dirk (Book 3): Shattered Hearts MC, #3
Dirk (Book 3): Shattered Hearts MC, #3
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Dirk (Book 3): Shattered Hearts MC, #3

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This is book 3 and the finale of the Shattered Hearts MC romance series! 

Dirk Dvorak takes what he wants.

He came to keep me safe.

He won't rest until he's claimed me for himself.

But betrayal on all sides leaves us with only each other.

Can I trust the man who's sworn to break me?

MEGHAN

I got away from the biker life a long time ago.

Since then, I've put as much distance as possible between myself and my brother's club, the Shattered Hearts MC.

I built a new life.

Away from the hatred.

Away from the violence.

But then my brother gets in touch and tells me I'm in danger.

Now, whether I like it or not, he's pulling me back into the world of the Hearts to "protect" me.

The man he sends to collect me is everything I ran away from.

Dirk Dvorak is dangerous, deadly, and drop-dead gorgeous.

And if I'm not careful, he's going to break my heart.

DIRK

One rule in the biker world:

Do what your president says.

But when the job turns out to be collecting his baby sister and keeping her out of trouble, the stakes are that much higher.

I'm supposed to keep my hands to myself.

But that's impossible.

Because Meghan is sassy, fierce, and too tempting.

I've kept my distance until now, but I won't last much longer.

The problem is, it's never as simple as making her mine.

This started as a straightforward bodyguard gig.

But then the killers came for us.

And now it's a whole new ballgame.

There's blood to be shed.

A woman to be protected.

And maybe, at the end of all this…

A new life with her, there for the taking.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 5, 2019
ISBN9781393401810
Dirk (Book 3): Shattered Hearts MC, #3

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    Dirk (Book 3) - LENA PIERCE

    Dirk: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Shattered Hearts MC) (Book 3)

    By Lena Pierce

    Dirk Dvorak takes what he wants.

    HE CAME TO KEEP ME safe.

    He won’t rest until he’s claimed me for himself.

    But betrayal on all sides leaves us with only each other.

    Can I trust the man who’s sworn to break me?

    MEGHAN

    I got away from the biker life a long time ago.

    Since then, I’ve put as much distance as possible between myself and my brother’s club, the Shattered Hearts MC.

    I built a new life.

    Away from the hatred.

    Away from the violence.

    But then my brother gets in touch and tells me I’m in danger.

    Now, whether I like it or not, he’s pulling me back into the world of the Hearts to protect me.

    The man he sends to collect me is everything I ran away from.

    Dirk Dvorak is dangerous, deadly, and drop-dead gorgeous.

    And if I’m not careful, he’s going to break my heart.

    DIRK

    One rule in the biker world:

    Do what your president says.

    But when the job turns out to be collecting his baby sister and keeping her out of trouble, the stakes are that much higher.

    I’m supposed to keep my hands to myself.

    But that’s f**king impossible.

    Because Meghan is sassy, fierce, and too d*mn tempting.

    I’ve kept my distance until now, but I won’t last much longer.

    The problem is, it’s never as simple as making her mine.

    This started as a straightforward bodyguard gig.

    But then the killers came for us.

    And now it’s a whole new ballgame.

    There’s blood to be shed.

    A woman to be protected.

    And maybe, at the end of all this...

    A new life with her, there for the taking.

    Chapter One

    Meghan

    Iwake with a feeling of dread in my gut. It takes me a moment to realize where it comes from, and then it hits me. Here I am, playing lovers with Dirk, when at the club Sissy is probably undergoing all kinds of torture. And even if she’s not being subjected to any new brand of pain, they’ll still be applying the old brand to her, especially Rider with his fists and his pride. Just one look at that man told me enough about him; he’d kill her, beat her to death. He’d do it without a second thought.

    Or is that just my mind going to the worst-case scenario? After all, Sissy has somehow survived in there longer than I could have, and she seems okay, mostly.

    Are you all right? Dirk asks from the other side of the room.

    I turn. He’s shirtless, just emerging from the shower with a towel around his waist. On the table there is a pile of clean clothes, folded shirts and pants. Two piles, one for me and one for him.

    Just going around and around and around my head about the club, I say. We have to help them, Dirk. We can’t just run away. We can’t just disappear and leave them to fend for themselves. It’s not just Sissy. It’s the new girls, girls who are exactly like I was, scared and excited and deluded. They think this is going to be their big new life, the big, special life, and now all the bad things that ever happened to them won’t matter because they’ll be club girls, and that means something. I think of Maxine, and my voice gets low. But even if that life works for some of them, we can’t let any of them sleepwalk into the situation Jackson’s got running over there. I clench my fist, suddenly angry. Sometimes I can’t believe that he’s my brother.

    You can’t pick your family, he says, and I wonder if he’s talking about my brother or his mom. But I reckon you’re right. We’ve gotta do something.

    I sit up. I expected a fight, I say. Last night you seemed pretty against it.

    Well—a lot has changed since last night.

    I laugh. Crazy as it is, Dirk, I agree.

    He turns away and drops his towel. I look at his back, realizing I’ve never seen it like this before. He has a scar that runs down between his shoulder blades and another that goes from just above his ass to halfway up his back, zigzagging all over the place. Then he pulls a T-shirt on and some underwear and pants. I didn’t feel naked until he got dressed, so now I stand up and walk across the room to my pile of clothes. I stop, halfway, grasping with shock that I feel no discomfort at walking around naked in front of him.

    I’ve never felt—this comfortable before, I stammer, when he looks at me like I’m mad.

    He grins. Me either, he says. Ain’t that a damn strange thing?

    I get dressed and then we both sit down, smiling at each other like teenagers in love. And maybe that’s what we are, I reflect, or something close to that. Maybe we’re part of that rare group that is finally allowed to relive their childhood as adults. Or maybe I’m just feeling tired and sex-achy and I’m letting my mind skip to strange places.

    So, Dirk

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