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    My Biker: Iron Fiends MC, #1
    My Biker: Iron Fiends MC, #1
    My Biker: Iron Fiends MC, #1
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    My Biker: Iron Fiends MC, #1

    By Winter Travers

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    • Romance

    • Friendship

    • Motorcycle Clubs

    • Relationships

    • Adventure

    • Opposites Attract

    • Friends to Lovers

    • Love Triangle

    • Enemies to Lovers

    • Alpha Male

    • Fish Out of Water

    • Found Family

    About this ebook

    Life is not a romance novel.

    At least not for Sloane McDare.

     

    Destined to be forever alone, the romance novels lining her bookshelves and filling her e-reader are the closest she'll ever be to finding true love.

    Cowboys, millionaires, hockey players, shapeshifters, and vampires? Sloane has read them all and everything in between.

    But the one that really gets her motor running? That bad boy biker.

     

    Determined to meet some of her favorite MC authors, Sloane makes the trip to the Motorcycles, Mobsters, and Mayhem book signing with her best friend in tow.

     

    Sloane knows what to expect. This isn't her first book signing.

    Books, authors, and cover models. Oh my!

     

    What she doesn't expect is the Iron Fiends Motorcycle Club also at the hotel for the weekend. Sloane needs to remind herself that this isn't a romance novel, and she isn't going to get swept off her feet by a sexy biker.

     

    Right?


     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWinter Travers
    Release dateMay 12, 2023
    ISBN9798215096383
    My Biker: Iron Fiends MC, #1
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      Book preview

      My Biker - Winter Travers

      *The events in this book are all fictional.

      Also by Winter Travers

      Devil’s Knights Series

      Loving Lo

      Finding Cyn

      Gravel’s Road

      Battling Troy

      Gambler’s Longshot

      Keeping Meg

      Fighting Demon

      Unraveling Fayth

      Forever Lo

      Devil’s Knights 2nd Gen

      Passing the Torch

      Riding the Line

      Royal Mess

      Changing Lanes

      Bucking Tradition

      Reining It In

      Fractured Brotherhood

      Ride the Wind

      Chase the Sunset

      Freedom Ride

      Skid Row Kings Series

      DownShift

      PowerShift

      BangShift

      Fallen Lords MC Series

      Nickel

      Pipe

      Maniac

      Wrecker

      Boink

      Clash

      Freak

      Slayer

      Brinks

      Fallen Lords Christmas

      Kings of Vengeance MC

      Drop a Gear and Disappear

      Lean Into It

      Knees in the Breeze

      Midnight Wreckage

      Thrill Seeker

      Livin’ on the Edge

      Blacktop Freedom

      Ride or Die

      Powerhouse MA Series

      Dropkick My Heart

      Love on the Mat

      Black Belt in Love

      Black Belt Knockout

      Nitro Crew Series

      Burndown

      Holeshot

      Redlight

      Shutdown

      Royal Bastards MC: Sacramento, CA

      Playboy

      Six-Gun

      Monk

      Rebel

      Barracuda

      Jet

      Jinx

      Mace

      VII Knights MC: Golden, CO Chapter

      Iced

      Iron Fiends MC

      My Biker

      Sweet Love Novellas

      Sweet Burn

      Five Alarm Donuts

      Stand Alone Novellas

      Kissing the Bad Boy

      Trapped with the Bad Boy

      Daddin’ Ain’t Easy

      Silas: A Scrooged Christmas

      Wanting More

      Mama Didn’t Raise No Fool

      Tangle My Tinsel

      Mr. Motorcycle

      Oral Communications

      Coasting In

      Holly’s Biker

      Table of Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      About the Author

      Coming Soon

      Excerpt from Wilder Presley Says He Loves Me

      Excerpt from Drop a Gear and Disappear

      Chapter One

      Sloane

      YOU OWE ME.

      I dropped a tote of books on the bed and sighed. Don’t act like you didn’t have a hell of a time, Dove. I blew my hair out of my face and sat on the edge of the bed. And we’re not even done yet. We still have to see Jamie Begley, Winter Travers, Kristine Allen, KL Donn, and Laramie Briscoe.

      The fact you can name these authors like they are your best friends is crazy to me. Dove combed her fingers through her long, black hair. Half of the time, I can’t even remember what day it is, let alone the author of a book I read.

      It’s Saturday, and you need to grab a drink, and then we are heading back down to the signing. We still have two hours. I had splurged on the VIP tickets with early entrance times, and we would take advantage of every minute.

      Every. Minute.

      I needed to tell Jamie Begley how much I loved the Last Riders, Winter Travers that I aspire to be Alice and find my own Wrecker, Kristine Allen how I adored the Iced series, KL Donn how I loved Cage and Magnolia, and Laramie Briscoe needed to know I loved every word she has ever written.

      Why don’t you go down there, and you can call me when you need a wheelbarrow to bring your books up to the room. Dove motioned to the five stacks of books on the dresser under the TV. Hell, I really do think I am going to need a wheelbarrow to get all of these to the car. How much money did you spend, girl? Dove laughed.

      That is a number only god and I know. And that was how it was going to stay. I worked hard, and I spent my money the way I wanted to after all of my bills were paid.

      A thousand? Dove guessed.

      I shrugged and grabbed my cup off the bedside table.

      Am I hot or cold? she asked.

      I pursed my lips. Cold.

      Dove’s mouth dropped open. Higher?

      I stuck out my thumb and motioned up.

      Sloane, Dove groaned. You are insane.

      I was not. I had been planning to attend Motorcycles, Mobsters and Mayhem for over a year, and I had calculated and saved for these six hours.

      But these are all of the books you got, right?

      My eyes darted to the floor, and I took a sip of my water.

      No, Dove gasped. More?

      A lot more. I need to finish up the Last Riders series, and Winter was having a deal on all of her books.

      All of her books? How many is all? Dove demanded.

      I squinted and pretended to think about it. Uh, I think it’s like sixty or something. It was actually seventy-two. And I had also got most of Kristine’s, KL’s, and Laramie’s to pick up as well.

      We had about one hundred and fifty more books to get before the day was over.

      Yeah, I would keep that number to myself. Dove could be surprised once we got them all.

      You really are crazy. Dove bent over and opened the mini-fridge. I’m going to need an energy drink to help get me through the next two hours. She grabbed a bright pink can and popped the top. Please tell me we can just lay by the pool all night once the signing is over?

      If that is what you want to do, then I am good with that. I wasn’t sure I would actually wear my swimsuit, but if Dove wanted to chill by the pool, that was the least I could do for her. Hopefully, we can get food by the pool.

      Dove wagged her finger at me. If we can’t, then we’ll eat and then go to the pool. I swear Texarkana doesn’t get as hot as Lake Conroe does. I am sweating my titties off.

      I rolled my eyes. You’re crazy, Dove. It’s the same temp here as it is back home. Yes, we were over four hours away from home, but we were in the south in either place.

      Hot here and hot at home. I screwed the lid back on my bottle and set it on the dresser. Now, let’s go. Time’s a-wastin’.

      Are you sure we have to go back down? Dove whined.

      Yes. And we needed to get back down there if we were going to fight the lines and see whom I wanted to. We can stop by Darlene Tallman’s table and get you another shot, deal?

      And I want to find the moonshine, Dove insisted.

      I rolled my eyes and patted my back pocket to make sure I had money and my ID. I don’t care what you do as long as you’re not too drunk to help me get everything back to the room. Dove would more than likely drive me insane if she stood in line with me.

      Dove tsked and flitted her hand at me. I can handle my booze, woman. I just want you to know that I may not know what right now, but you are going to owe me huge for this weekend.

      I adjusted the messy bun on top of my head in the mirror and quirked my lips. I look like a hot mess. My purple hair was a literal rat’s nest on top of my head, my makeup had all but melted off my face, and I had given up trying to pull my shorts out of my non-existent thigh gap. My thighs were eating my shorts, and I wasn’t going to get them back until I got undressed later.

      You got the hot part right, Sloane. You are hardly a mess, though. Dove moved next to me and put her arm around my shoulders. Now, let’s get going because I think there were Jell-O shots by the moonshine.

      This is a book signing, Dove, not a frat party.

      She winked at me in the mirror. Oh, Sloane, I more than know that. Those frat boys wouldn’t know what to do with a room full of sexy romance authors and readers.

      Now that was something I could more than agree with.

      Book signings were a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and Motorcycles, Mobsters and Mayhem was no exception.

      Chapter Two

      Aero

      Y ou seeing what I’m seeing?

      I leaned back in my chair and kicked my feet up on the ottoman in front of me. Chicks with books? I asked. We had claimed one group of chairs off to the side of the reception area and were waiting for our rooms to be ready. We were only staying for one night.

      "A lot of chicks with books, Cue Ball chuckled. A fuck ton, brother. I don’t think I have ever seen so many women in one place before."

      Yeah, and none of them give a fuck about you, Yarder growled.

      A group of women with bags filled with books passed by us. One of them even had a wagon filled with books.

      Whoa, whoa, Dice interrupted. Did you not see that big ass banner at the front doors? Motorcycles, Mobsters and Mayhem. Dice circled his finger in the air. We are two of those words, guys. These chicks dig bikers, and we are bikers. And mayhem is pretty much our middle name. We know how to have a damn good time.

      You’re a dumbass, Yarder grunted. Those chicks want a fucking fairytale, brother. We are far from a fucking fairytale.

      I stroked my beard and smirked. Speak for yourself, Yarder. I think I could show these chicks what a night with a biker could be like.

      Keep your dick in your pants, Yarder ordered. We’re doing a charity run, not trying to lay every book nerd in the building.

      Come on, Cue Ball insisted. "You’re telling me we have to try to be little choir boys with

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