Honor Me

Book 6: Men of Inked

by Chelle Bliss

Genres: Contemporary Romance; Sagas; Action & Adventure Romance; Motorcycle Club Romance

Synopsis

I had everything I ever wanted-a wife, a kid, with two more on the way. I was living the American dream. After the babies were born, we hit a rough patch. I did everything to prove my love, to show Suzy that nothing was more important than her. After some work and a lot of time, we found our groove again.



Just when life had evened out, a familiar enemy came back to haunt us. It wasn't my past that followed us, but my brother's. When the danger gets too close, I'll do anything to defend my family. There's nothing more important than the people I love, and I'll protect what's mine-even if it costs me my life.



Contains mature themes.

Release date: May 10, 2016

Publisher: Bliss Ink LLC

Print pages: 240

Sample

Chapter 1

 

Curse

 

Joe

 

 

God clearly had a sense of humor.

 

First, he dropped an innocent blond bombshell into my lap, which changed my life forever. Never in a million years would I have guessed I’d fall head over heels in love with someone so innocent, but it happened.

 

I corrupted her thoroughly.

 

Quickly, too.

 

I made her mine and never looked back. There wasn’t a day that passed that I didn’t take stock of my life. I was the luckiest son of a bitch in the world.

 

Next thing I knew, we had a baby, Gigi. She wasn’t just a kid, but one who had me wrapped around her little finger.

 

She said, “Jump.”

 

My response, “How high, baby girl?”

 

Gigi rocked my world.

 

Seriously turned everything upside down.

 

The moment she was born, nothing else mattered. I never knew that type of love existed until she came screaming into my life. It altered the way I looked at everything, making me more protective of my family than ever before.

 

When she was just a tiny bundle, I’d sit up with her at night and rock her, telling her my hopes and dreams for her entire life. I had big plans too—the kid was going to be president someday. Actually, she could be anything she wanted. I’d make sure of it.

 

I spoiled her, too much probably, and it turned her into a tiny monster. She was now my cross to bear, my demon child. The first time she said “Daddy,” I knew I was a goner—completely and utterly in love.

 

Don’t get me wrong, Suzy was the love of my life…my soul mate.

 

She was the one person who truly got me and understood who I was on the inside without judging me for my past indiscretions. She was the mother of my children and would always be the one who did it for me.

 

When Suzy told me she was pregnant again, I was over the fuckin’ moon happy. I mean, more kids meant more love, right?

 

But if I was being honest, it terrified me too. Especially when the doctor dropped the news that we were having twins.

 

Twins.

 

Double the feedings and even less sleep; nothing would ever be the same again. But like with any kid, whether having one or six, they had a way of creating chaos and havoc out of any situation.

 

Family had always been my number one priority. It was the thing that kept me moving and helped me stay out of trouble most of my life.

 

I’d been known to have a temper. I couldn’t help that shit. If someone was dumb enough to talk shit, they’d better be willing to put up their fists and back their words up with some strength.

 

Understand this—I was a good guy.

 

I’d bend over backward to help a friend.

 

But cross me, and I’d fuck you up. Hurt someone I love, and I’d put you in the ground.

 

It was that simple. I was like most red-blooded American men.

 

Years ago, if you’d told me I’d live in a house filled with women and pink shit everywhere, I would’ve laughed in your face. But it was my lot in life. Pink had replaced the white space, filling up every corner of my world.

 

But the journey to get to the place of peace hadn’t been an easy one. My road to happiness wasn’t paved in gold. It was more like a cobblestone walkway, filled with dips and ridges.