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I'm the guy whose name brings fear into the hearts of even the hardest men. They call me Cross because I've killed enough men to fill a cemetery, and I never saw any problem with that - until a woman I hardly remember brought my 11-year-old daughter that I didn't know existed to my doorstep and left her for me to take care of. At first, my daughter was a complication I didn't need, but now I'll do everything I can to raise her right. I'll even stay away from her hot-as-sin guidance counselor Roxanne, who makes me feel like I'm 20 again, and not pushing 40.

I always had a thing for redheads, but between their wildness and fiery temper, I kept getting burned. Now that I'm VP of my motorcycle club, my wild and crazy days are over. But I lost none of my taste for redheads. So when Kim appears in my life, the only sensible thing to do is go after her. Catch her, tame her, and maybe even keep her. She's not resisting, either. She wants to be caught. There's only one problem. I'm an outlaw biker, a killer wanted in five states, and she's the sheriff's daughter. They say love conquers all, but this might be the exception that proves the rule.

Twelve years ago, I saved a woman after a bunch of lowlifes kidnapped her and kept her locked up for weeks. I risked everything - my future with the MC, even my life - to save Lynn. But they destroyed her. She was alive, but nothing of her was left. So I forgot her because I had no other choice. Now, all the men who destroyed her life are dead, and I wanted her to know that. She's still as gorgeous as ever, still every bit the beauty queen she was when we met. But she's not well, and she doesn't need a compassionless killer like me in her life.

I only ever loved one woman. I still love her, even though she left to get us breakfast one morning 10 years ago and disappeared. I searched for her for months, but she was just gone. Most days, it's all a distant memory of what could've been, but I do think of her whenever I wake up next to a strange woman and wish it was her. Then I see her on the sunny Mexico City street one random afternoon, and it's like no time has passed at all. But she belongs to the cartel boss now. She's out of my reach. Technically. 

Ice: The fighting cage made me a monster, and that's what came out when they freed me. She thinks I saved her from monsters, but she just fell into the hands of an even bigger one. She also thinks we're falling in love. She's wrong. I forgot how to do that. Besides, love's not what I want from her. She should've run away from me when I told her to do it. Because now it's too late. Barbie: I'm not letting him toss me aside. I'm staying right where I am, in his arms, and in his bed, and on the back of his bike.