<P><B>Hawk:</b></P><P> I lost everything years ago. My brother. My family. Everything that ever meant anything to me.</P><P>Now the Lords of Carnage are my life. Anything I need the club provides. Anything else is unimportant.</p><P>At least that's what I tell myself until I meet Samantha Jennings. She stirs something inside me I haven't felt for years. Back when I had hope. Back when I thought life would give you what you asked for if you wanted it bad enough.</P><P>Wanting is dangerous. I've learned that lesson. But when I look in those deep brown eyes I want Samantha. I want to possess every inch of her body — to hear her call my name when she loses herself in pleasure.</p><P>If I was smart I'd push her the hell away. Do anything to make her hate me.</p><P>But I know I won't. I'll never stop until I have her. Even if it destroys us both.</p><P><B>Samantha:</b></P><P> I first saw Hawk McCullough from behind the safety of a camera lens.</P><P>I try to be invisible when I'm working to capture a moment in a photo. But the way Hawk's eyes locked onto mine like the lens wasn't even there — I was exposed. They burned into me. Possessing me. Claiming me as his.</p><P>I can tell from the look in his eyes he's damaged. Ruthless. A predator.</P><P>I should run far away from him. But I know it's too late. I'm already his prey.</p><P>Contains mature themes.</i></P>
