Voodoo's Vow

Jolene Ardoin built Sacred Skin one precise line at a time. A girl from Houma with no family and no safety net, she clawed her way to her own chair and became the best portrait artist in the Ninth Ward — the woman people trust with their dead. Then a motorcycle club decided her block was next, and sprayed a snake across her door.

Shes already scrubbed off the paint. Swept up the glass. Met the enforcer at the door with a pipe wrench.

When three of them come back, the math finally changes.

They call him Voodoo, and his reputation reaches New Orleans before he does. The Devils VP takes men apart without raising his voice — reads every lie, every tell, every buried thing a person wont admit. He cant turn the radar off, and most people cant stand being seen that clearly. But the tattoo artist who held off a Kings enforcer alone doesnt flinch. She just looks right back.

Shes the first person hes ever wanted to keep watching after hes already read them.

Dale Hebert wants her corridor as a beachhead into Devils territory. Voodoo wants the woman who inventories her dead before shell scream. And when the Kings put hands on someone under his protection, the most feared man in three parishes takes their whole club apart — one lieutenant at a time.

He claims his ground with patience and blood. She claims hers with a tattoo gun and a mark she inks on her own skin. Together theyre about to teach a man in a copper snake patch what happens when he reaches into a neighborhood the Devils already bled for.

Book 2 in the Bourbon Street Devils MC Romance series. HEA guaranteed.