I head to where I swore I'd never go back to make my ex's life a living hell. But karma seems to favor bad boys in my hometown.
I should have never returned. The douche is countering my every vengeful step, and my heart is about to be broken again. This time by the hands of the Blood Demons, the members of the notorious motorcycle club and my brother's best friends.
They might be outrageously hot with bodies that make a smart teacher like me go stupid, but I won't be fooled. They're bad boys. FROM HELL.
One devilicious night changes everything.
The devil has a secret plan, and so does the MC. Not to mention my horrible ex.
I can't let him or the darkness win. I have so much to lose. This time my revenge will be written in blood.
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Power ballads streamed in my car. I sang along as I drove to where I swore I’d never go back.
Forest Grove.
The GPS lady blurted out something about reaching my destination in forty-five minutes, interrupting my out-of-tune performance. I’d forgotten about her for the past half hour or so. Once I’d reached the ice cold city, I knew the way to the university on my own.
I was born, raised and educated here. And for twenty-four years, I loved my hometown. Until I’d been left at the altar by the douche twat I once called my college sweetheart.
I reached for my thermos and took a big gulp of coffee, drowning the memory and the humiliation associated with it. I had to stay focused. I was here on a task.
Slow, sweet revenge.
My plan to achieve it started with nailing the interview I was heading to. In less than an hour I’d be meeting with Professor Pattison, winning that interview, and he would be telling that old fart Russell I was his new rival to the Head of Department chair.
I couldn’t wait to see the look in the douche’s eyes when the news punched him in the tiny dick. My lips pressed on a smile, and then it turned into a villainous nyahaha—BOOM—ha?
A gasp flew out of my throat as the car swerved. I barely managed to steer it to the side road. The dashboard went dark. Nothing was moving anymore.
“No no no no. What the hell just happened?” I stared at the dead dashboard like an idiot, trying to restart the car in vain. “You can’t do this to me. Not today. Not now.”
