Title: Outlaw Xmas
Series: Insurgents MC Romance
Author: Chiah Wilder
Genre: MC/Bad Boy Biker Romance
Release Date: December 18, 2017
Cover Designer: Cheeky Covers
Deck the halls with boughs of holly.
As the snow quietly falls over Pinewood Springs, a shadow lurks among the evergreen trees, watching and waiting to strike.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
The Insurgents MC gears up for their annual toy drive.
’Tis the season to be jolly.
An axe destroys Christmas trees, the spray of BB gun pellets deflate inflatables swaying in the wind, toys go missing.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
Someone wants to ruin Christmas in Insurgents Motorcycle Club territory.
Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol.
Bad mistake.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
Outlaw bikers don’t take crap from anybody.
They demand respect.
And they make sure they get it.
When the evil Scrooge steals the toys for the Toy Drive, Banger, the Prez, sees red, and his fellow brothers are chomping at the bit to run a candy cane through the madman’s heart.
As the Insurgents try to figure out who’s stealing the donations at the charity center, the real possibility of a turf war with the Deadly Demons, looms over them. What would the old ladies say if Christmas was spent in lockdown at the clubhouse?
Hawk’s pretty sure Cara wouldn’t be agreeable, especially since he’s already in deep water with her over some of his antics. A lockdown wouldn’t go over too well with the other old ladies either.
And if that isn’t enough, Banger, Hawk, and Throttle notice the heat brewing between one of their brothers, Wheelie, and another member’s old lady, Sofia. Moving in on another brother’s wife is strictly prohibited.
Wheelie knows that, but the way Sofia steals glances at him, ignites a fire that’s hard to contain.
Even though chaos and danger crackle around the club, the Insurgent men always have time to show their old ladies how loving an outlaw can be.
When the cruel Scrooge puts Hawk’s and Banger’s children in danger, he finds out that there is nothing like the fury of a one-percenter biker.
Will the Insurgents save Christmas for their families and the town?
This is the story of a rough and tumble outlaw motorcycle club: the Insurgents. This is not a standalone book. In order to enjoy the book more fully, it’s suggested that the reader is familiar with the Insurgents MC series. This book contains violence, strong language, and steamy/graphic sexual scenes. It’s about sexy, tough men who love their women fiercely and protect them valiantly. HEA. 18+.
Chiah Wilder writes about rough, sexy men who know how to treat their women.
Always a lover of books, she began writing at a young age and continued through college with collections of short stories. Figuring she had to grow up and get a “real” job, her writing was placed on the back burner.
Her love of reading has always been center front in her life. Chiah’s love of bad boys both in and out of fiction has inspired her books. She loves an alpha male whose softer side is brought out by a passionate, spirited woman. In fiction there are no rules or boundaries, and fantasies can go as far as the characters want to take them. Steamy, romances with tough, sexy bad boys are her guilty pleasure along with brownies, cheddar cheese, and movie marathons.
Two mechanics. One rivalry.
She’ll prove she’s as good as she says she is.
He’ll prove her place isn’t under the hood.
It’s over it.
“Don’t let the bastards get you down.”
For twenty-six years, I lived by my daddy’s motto. Which is why “Mechanic Wanted” is all it takes for me to apply for the job at the garage we once owned.
And I meet the biggest bastard of them all.
Dexter Ryne. Hotter than Hell in July and a firm believer that my place is on reception, taking phone calls and looking pretty. Not getting dirty under the hood of a car.
Determined to prove each other wrong, we make a deal.
I have three weeks to prove my worth as a mechanic. If I don’t, I’m on telephone duty.
If I do, he’ll accept defeat and make my job permanent.
Now, all I have to do is fight my attraction to the cocky little… beep.
Problem is, an engine isn’t the only thing he knows how to make purr…
“Can I help you?” I asked.
He blinked and met my eyes.
“What the hell are you doing over there?” I pushed to stand up straight.
“Right now?” He capped his water bottle. “Well, honestly… I’m just thinking you’d look better over the hood of that car than under it.”
I unhooked the hood and slammed it down, spinning on the balls of my feet.
Our eyes met properly. I didn’t like what I saw in his—desire, attraction, need. Which was obviously why a shiver ran down my spine.
I cocked a hip, putting my hand on it. “The only time you will ever get me over a hood of a car is if a wiper blade needs changing. So, unless you’re a wiper blade...”
Dex pulled his phone from his pocket and started tapping the screen.
I blinked. “What are you doing?”
He peered up at me through his unfairly thick eyelashes. “Seeing if I can get a wiper blade costume for Halloween.”
“I don’t even know how to respond to that.”
“You can buy wiper blade glasses.”
“What?”
He raised his eyebrows. “And a lady here on eBay will hand-make any costume. There’s my Halloween sorted.”
I stared at him. “You’re not getting me over anything, Dex. Definitely not a car hood. No matter what you think.”
He clutched his chest dramatically. “You wound me.”
“Unfortunately not fatally,” I muttered.
“You also underestimate me.”
“There’s a lot of that going around in this garage.” I put the bottle of coolant away.
“Touché.”
“Thank you.”
“Can I ask you something?”
I sighed and turned to face him again. “What?”
Earnestly, he asked, “Can you stop wearing those tiny shorts? Or yoga pants that make me want to touch your ass every five minutes?”
I looked down at the ripped shorts of my dungarees. “Can you keep your thoughts to yourself? Control yourself, maybe? Not look at me and see someone worth screwing?”
By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies—usually wine—and writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busy—unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
