"Real life is messy and strange, and our ride through it left plenty of bruises, slashed hearts, a few lifeless bodies, and blood and smoke in its wake. But it’s our story, this rather mangled tale.” Some of us have to get really dirty before we can become truly clean. Sixteen years ago I had survived my Old Man’s murder. Never again will I surrender my heart. Never again will I sacrifice to the Club. But that all changed in one night. I returned home and crashed into him, and my past and present blew up in my face. Both of us lonely, running on empty, and unwilling to admit it. Until now. Now I feel things I'd forgotten about, want things I'd cut out of my insides. Love not only stings when you lose it, when it’s ripped away, When it first sinks its teeth into you, it can cut just as raw and sting just as deep. I'd forgotten that. This is also a story about the love between my sister and me, and our redemption through two families—one bonded by blood, the other by brotherhood—that tore us apart yet bound us together forever. Who holds the keys to betrayal? To suspicion? To trust? To brotherhood? To family? To redemption and a bleeding heart? Right now, I just might. Warning: This work of fiction contains graphic language, sex, and material some readers may find objectionable.

