of my children all the way down the hall to our room. I’ll show her just how happy she makes me.

What started out as a quick lark for the club gave me Lark, my little bird, and I’ll never let her go.

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Other Series by Xana

Wildcat Graduates Series:

Loving Noel

Claiming Xana

Catching Mallory

Entrusting Cad

Stealing Reese

Hugs & Wildcat Kisses

Escaping Micah

Wildcat Bliss

Coming 2021

Colorado Mountain Novels

Love, Inevitable

Love, Interrupted

Coming 2020

Love, Infinitely

Coming 2021

Winter Haven Series

Co-written with Michelle Rene

NIXON

LYNDON

HAYES

PIERCE

Author Bio:

Xana Jordan is an m&m candy loving girl who finally decided to let the stories in her head be put on paper. She loves to cook and read, and when she's not doing those things, you can always find her writing, assisted by her cat, lovingly nicknamed Princess.

Her first book, Loving Noel, launched the Wildcat Graduates series, and now contains six books, with one more in the works. Her second series, Colorado Mountain Novels, has the first book, Love, Inevitable, already available. She has also co-authored a series named Winter Haven with Michelle Rene, and its first two books, Nixon and Lyndon are available now, with two more books to follow. Her newest series, Back Door Records will release late this spring and will take you inside the world of music with a new perspective.

She has an amazing husband and two wonderful children who support her and keep her busy and entertained.

Volume Eight

West Michigan Chapter of the Dark Leopards MC

Authors

Desperate Desires: Maria Vickers

Ridden by Darkness by: Christine Michelle

Wayward Son by: Mandi Kenesni

Knox’s Jewel by: Darlene Tallman

Character Bible

Desperate Desires

Dimitri ‘Snow’

Angela

Ridden by Darkness

Grayson ‘Gray’

Chantal

Wayward Son

Thian

Adele

Knox’s Jewel

Knox

Jayda

Part XXIX

Desperate Desires

West Texas Dark Leopards MC

By: Maria Vickers

Copyright

Copyright © 2020 by Maria Vickers

Desperate Desires, printed with permission in Dark Leopards MC Anthology

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Cover content is for illustrative purposes only. Any person depicted in the content is a model.

All rights reserved under the International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher, Maria Vickers. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded or distributed via the Internet or any other means, electronic or print, without premising from all Maria Vickers.

Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $ 250,000 ( http:// www.fbi.gov/ ipr/ ). Please purchase only authorized electronic or print editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted material. Your support of the author’s rights and livelihood is appreciated.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Editing donated by Darlene Tallman

Character of Knox, Aces, and Pidge used with permission from Darlene Tallman

Character of Gray used with permission from Christine Michelle

Character of Thian used with permission from Mandi Konesni

Prologue

Snow

There was a time when I believed the world was inherently good, and everyone helped everyone. I believed the police and law enforcement were good, and by becoming one, I would make the world a better place. I’d been a naïve little shit. The truth was, people were assholes who cared more about themselves than anyone else. Cops, judges, and even lawyers could be bought. And more than that, no one gave two shits about me or my twin sister, Siam, not even our parents.

When I was thirteen, my parents disappeared, leaving Siam and me utterly alone. We stayed in the filthy crappy apartment for three days, hoping they’d return. They didn’t. The landlord pounded on the door, bellowing at us to let him in. We never opened up, but he could hear Siam crying through the paper-thin walls and broke the door to get to us.

Next thing we knew, Siam and I were in foster care, landing in different places. My foster parents only wanted me around to collect the check they received from the state, paying me no attention, feeding me scraps. I ran away after four months, never looking back.

At the time, I didn’t have a clue about where Siam ended up, and she wouldn’t answer me when I tried to talk to her. She’d blocked me, and it felt like half of me was missing. It took me a few years before I located her. She hadn’t been happy, but unlike me, her foster parents seemed to care about what happened to her.

I spent my fifteenth birthday on the street, begging for money and handouts, stealing it if no one gave me what I wanted. Don’t judge. I had to survive, and no one else was going to take care of me.

December in Michigan could freeze the balls off a rhino, but not me, at least, not in animal form. My body temperature might be warmer than a typical human; however, shifting into my snow leopard form kept me warm and allowed me to sleep practically anywhere, no matter the season. Not only that, but my gift also ensured no one would ever find me. Becoming invisible definitely had its benefits: stealing food and money, keeping me warm, sleeping in trees, and helping me to survive on my own.

And then I fucked up royally.

I was on the verge of turning sixteen and needed some money. A thick billfold attached to a chain caught my attention. Easy pickings. As a snow leopard, I could become invisible, and as a human, I could do the same thing. Some shifters’ gifts could only be used while in their animal counterparts, but not mine, and I took

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