5 Star Amazon reviews: “Jeanne St.
James did it again. It wasn't enough to rip my heart out in Linc's book, noooo.
She just went and upped her game to heartwrenching heights with Crow's again.”
“What
a way to end this series! Don't you dare pass this book by! If you do, you will
be missing out on one of the most emotionally fulfilling novels I have ever
read.”
“WOW!!!! As this being the 10th and final book in the DAMC
series, Jeanne St.James DID NOT DISAPPOINT!! Along with the rest of her books,
a definite 10 star rating and a MUST read!!! Crow and Jazz’s story honestly
touched my heart. I laughed, I cried, and smiled the whole time reading this
book. Could not get enough!!! I tried to pace myself but I just couldn’t put it
down!!! Reading their story, feeling their pain and love, made me feel like
I’ve known them, along with the rest of DAMC, all my life. Family. Loyalty. Friendship. Honor. And most of all Love.”
Dirty Angel MC, Book
10
By USA Today Bestselling Author Jeanne St. James
Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance
Amazon link: mybook.to/DAMC-Crow
(Available in ebook, paperback and Kindle
Unlimited)
Add it to your TBR on GoodReads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43185630-down-dirty
Blurb:
Welcome to Shadow
Valley where the Dirty Angels MC rules. Get ready to get Down & Dirty
because this is Crow’s story…
When a woman from his past shows up asking for his
help, Crow’s not sure he can be the hero she’s looking for.
Crow, self-proclaimed bachelor biker, can’t believe his eyes
when a woman from his past shows up at his tattoo shop. She not only needs him
to cover up a scar created by a rival MC but is looking for a hero to help her
heal and officially move on from a tragic incident. One that dragged her into
the darkness against her will and extinguished her light for years. While
willing to help, he’s not sure he can be everything she needs him to be. How
can he help her when he hasn't even faced the demons that haunt his own past?
Six years ago, Jazz left Shadow Valley when a life-altering
assault changed her outlook on the world—and men—forever. Now she’s back to
deal with the scars, both physical and mental, left behind. While hoping
Crow will help her with both, she’s afraid he won’t be willing. Crow always considered
her too young, now she’s worried he only sees her as broken. However, Jazz
knows there’s no one better than the long-time DAMC member to help her move on.
Not only determined for her past to stop controlling her future, she needs to replace
those memories with something better, while knocking down the barriers holding
her back.
But will their age difference be the biggest
obstacle of them all?
Note: While this book
can be read as a standalone, because of storylines that span the series, it’s
best to read them in order. It includes lots of steamy scenes, biker slang,
cursing, some violence and, of course, an HEA. If you like alpha males who like
to take charge, this book is for you.
Excerpt:
Chapter
One
Crow heard the front door buzzer
sound over the whine of his tattoo machine. He glanced up and his heart skipped
a beat. Quickly pulling his boot off the foot pedal, he put the gun down on the
tray before the straight line he was drawing became a wavy mess.
Holy
fuck.
She was the last person he ever
expected to walk into his shop.
He almost didn’t recognize her.
She’d changed.
This was not the girl he knew. The
person who stood just inside In the Shadows Ink was not the same woman he knew
all those years ago.
Recognizable, but not.
He pushed to his feet and, before
he could stop himself, took long strides across the shop floor, ignoring the
complaints from the customer abandoned in his tattoo chair.
Crow never slowed as he approached
her, even as her green eyes darkened, slightly widened and quickly filled with
a little bit of uncertainty.
He ignored that, too.
When he got to her, he gathered her
in his arms, crushing her against him tightly. She stiffened, her spine becoming
ram-rod straight, her arms hanging like metal poles at her side. But he wasn’t
letting her go.
Not yet.
He needed to hold her, make sure
she was real.
He needed proof that she still
existed, since he’d wondered if she’d disappeared forever.
Finally, a whimper came from the
woman whose face he had shoved into his chest, inside his cut. His arms and black
leather vest surrounded her slight body like the wings of a bird protecting its
young.
Though, she was no baby bird.
Hell no, she wasn’t.
She was a survivor.
Her rigid body suddenly went soft,
melted against him and she began to tremble. Her thin arms snaked around his
waist under his cut and she squeezed him just as tightly as he did her, her
fingers fisting in his T-shirt at his back. He pressed his face into her hair
and closed his eyes.
He didn’t know why she was here. He
didn’t care. All he knew was, she was home.
“Jasmine,” he murmured. And, fuck him, if he didn’t feel the sting of
something caught in his eye. He blinked it clear.
“Hey!” his customer yelled. “Have
your fucking touching reunion another time. I’m paying you to get this thing
done today.”
Jazz jerked within his arms at
those irritated words.
“That’s okay, Kachina, I got this,” he murmured into her hair. Without letting
her go, he twisted his head and pointed his gaze to the man sitting in his
plastic-wrapped chair. “I’m closed. Get gone.”
“But—”
“Didn’t fuckin’ stutter. Closed.
Family emergency.”
“But—” the man sputtered.
“Wipe it down, keep it covered,
keep it clean. A&D Ointment. Come back in two weeks, I’ll finish it on the
house. Got me?”
“But—”
“Ain’t no buts.” Crow jerked his
chin toward the door. “Out.”
With a grumble and a scowl, the man
climbed out of the chair and nabbed his nearby T-shirt. Crow tracked him as he
passed by, keeping Jazz’s face tucked against his chest.
“Two weeks,” the man said before
heading out of the front door.
Crow gave him a sharp nod. “Two
weeks. No charge.”
“Right.”
“Right,” Crow echoed him.
Once the door closed, Crow took a long,
deep inhale and slowly let it out. Then he released her and held her out in
front of him by her shoulders, so he could take a better look. “Kachina,” he murmured. “Baby.” While on
the surface she looked okay, it didn’t mean she was.
Her blonde hair was now dark. Actually
pitch black, making her fair skin look even paler.
He hated it.
She wore thick black mascara, and too
much caked-on shit covered the natural beauty of her face.
He hated that, too.
But it was her eyes. Something she
couldn’t change, couldn’t hide, that twisted his insides. Those formerly
vibrant green eyes seemed hollow. Empty. Dull.
Nothing like when she was
twenty-two. The last time he saw her. When she was Hawk’s house mouse. When she
was a college student. Carefree.
Living the good life. Not a care in
the world. Her whole future ahead of her.
That future had been kicked right in
the fucking nuts.
Wrong place. Wrong time.
She had been collateral damage in a
war that she had no business being a part of.
Yeah, she was DAMC because her
grandfather was one of the oldest members who wasn’t in prison, or underground.
But she never asked for any of it.
Her mother wanted better for herself
and her daughter, so Jazz’s parents had moved hours away after she was born.
Different town. Different state. Different life. Until they couldn’t afford
their daughter’s college tuition.
So at eighteen, Jazz returned to
Shadow Valley. Back to the club. Back to her grandparents so the club could
cover the cost of her education.
What was supposed to help her
turned out to hurt her instead.
And afterward, she returned home to
New York. To heal. To hide. To forget.
He never thought she’d be back. No
one ever thought she’d return.
She’d ignored everyone’s calls,
texts, and emails for the past six years.
Every fucking one of them.
He wondered, why now? And why him?
About the Author:
JEANNE
ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or
two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published
piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel,
Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French
bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her
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