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    Metalhead (Book 1): Trojans MC, #1
    Metalhead (Book 1): Trojans MC, #1
    Metalhead (Book 1): Trojans MC, #1
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    Metalhead (Book 1): Trojans MC, #1

    By Evelyn Glass

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    This is book 1 of the Trojans MC romance series! Books 2 and 3 are available everywhere now!

    She was too pure for me, but I screwed her anyways.

    She wanted a taste of the biker life.

    So I bent her over my bed and showed her how to please me.

    It's exactly what she asked for, and I'm more than happy to help her out.

    As long as she's okay with hitting the streets as soon as I'm through with her.

    Because I've got a club to run and a city to conquer.

    I don't have time for this nosy reporter looking to use me for her big break.

    I'm the one who's gonna be using her, not the other way around.

    But my attitude gets flipped on its head when Shayla leaves me before I can do the same to her.

    I find myself feeling something so weird, so unfamiliar.

    I want her back?

    It doesn't make any sense.

    I've had every wayward woman in the city.

    Why do I care about this one?

    But the heart wants what it wants.

    So here's what I'm going to do:

    Drag Shayla back into my world.

    Put my ring on her finger.

    And fill her belly with my baby.

    And then I'll never let her leave me again.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateDec 14, 2019
    ISBN9781393808503
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      Metalhead (Book 1) - Evelyn Glass

      Metalhead: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Trojans MC Book 1)

      By Evelyn Glass

      She was too pure for me, but I screwed her anyways.

      SHE WANTED A TASTE of the biker life.

      So I bent her over my bed and showed her how to please me.

      It’s exactly what she asked for, and I’m more than happy to help her out.

      As long as she’s okay with hitting the streets as soon as I’m through with her.

      Because I’ve got a club to run and a city to conquer.

      I don’t have time for this nosy reporter looking to use me for her big break.

      I’m the one who’s gonna be using her, not the other way around.

      But my attitude gets flipped on its head when Shayla leaves me before I can do the same to her.

      I find myself feeling something so weird, so unfamiliar.

      I want her back?

      It doesn’t make any sense.

      I’ve had every wayward woman in the city.

      Why do I care about this one?

      But the heart wants what it wants.

      So here’s what I’m going to do:

      Drag Shayla back into my world.

      Put my ring on her finger.

      And fill her belly with my baby.

      And then I’ll never let her leave me again.

      Chapter One

      Shayla Queene wondered if Sam Gardener’s disgusting leer was something that viewers could feel through the screen, or if that was a special delight that only she was privy to. She could read the thoughts blazing across his face as easily as if they were on a teleprompter, and she had to suppress a scowl as she approached him.

      Sam grabbed the microphone from her hand, running his fingers through his trademark wispy gray hair. It seemed fitting to her that the weatherman at the station had hair that literally looked like a cloud.

      Thanks sweetheart, he said, looking her up and down.

      Shayla turned on her heel and stalked away. She hated how, just because she was an intern, he treated her with such condescension. As if it was that difficult to do the weather in Templeton! It was Oregon, for Christ’s sake. If it wasn’t raining, it was probably going to rain soon. How hard could it be?

      But Shayla had been fetching coffees and microphones and whatever else the lazy asses at the station needed for the past year, so apparently that meant she was probably a useless idiot who deserved to be looked down on. Shayla scoffed, slipping back into her chair.

      Her desk was at the back of the room, tucked away in the corner. For most people, it didn’t exist. She hadn’t even managed to score a desk until six months ago, when the other intern had quit out of sheer frustration. Damien had said it was because he wanted to try out something different, but she knew better. Shayla had thought of getting out herself a few times. How easy would it be just to give up on her dream of being a reporter? It was a tempting prospect.

      Anyway, it didn’t feel like she had made any more headway than she would have if she’d sat on the bus and read out the newspaper to people all day. At least that way she might have informed a few people of what was going on in the world.

      Now all she got to do was tell people when Starbucks was out of the soy, which had nearly made the news all on its own.

      Shayla looked around for Naomi, the other news anchor. She was the only person at the station that Shayla got along with, even if Naomi did walk around in a cloud of her own hairspray. It wasn’t like Anthony, the other anchor, smelled any better. But Naomi was nowhere to be found. Odd, since she was usually the one person who could be counted on to be punctual. She’d had to assist the makeup artist more than once when Anthony had rolled up late, with only a couple of minutes left before he was due to be on.

      Shayla checked her watch. They only had fifteen minutes until the cameras started rolling. Had Naomi come in while she was arranging the refreshments table, and snuck away in the meantime?

      Shayla stepped over to one of the cameramen, Dave. Is Naomi not here yet?

      He shrugged. I look where I’m paid to look.

      That was helpful.

      She tried the producer, Amy, next. Hey, have you seen Naomi?

      Amy, a woman in her mid-forties who seemed to wear her headset even while she slept, chewed obnoxiously at the piece of gum in her mouth. Have you seen my cup?

      Shayla furrowed her brow. What cup?

      Exactly. I’m dying of thirst over here.

      Shayla suppressed a groan and walked to the refreshments table, pouring a cup of coffee and adding the obnoxious amount of cream and sugar that Amy preferred. She brought it back to Amy and handed it over, opening her mouth to speak. Amy walked away before she even got a syllable out.

      She approached Anthony next. He was Naomi’s co-anchor, so he should know where she was, right? Though most of the time Naomi was clueless as to what her coworker was up to.

      Hey, Anthony, Shayla greeted.

      He was known for having a temper, so Shayla took care to be soft with him.

      He had his gaze angled down toward his phone, and didn’t look up when she spoke.

      Uh, Anthony?

      His gaze snapped up to hers, his eyes full of ire. I heard you the first time. What?

      Shayla reminded herself to stay calm. That was the important thing. Calm.

      I was just wondering—

      Anthony put up his hand to cut her off, looking down at his phone. Then he shooed her to the side. Shayla shuffled awkwardly a couple feet away.

      Naomi’s not coming in! he yelled.

      Shayla turned her head to see Amy charging forward from the back of the room. What? She spat her gum into a nearby garbage can. It was a perfect shot. What the hell is she doing?

      Shayla was wondering the same thing, but without the judgment. In its place was worry. Her fingers itched to pull out

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