Copyright
by Mallory Funk 2020
This book may not be reproduced, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form, (electronically, mechanically, by photocopying or recording), without written permission from the author.
This book is fiction and created using ideas from the author. Any names or places that are used are from the author’s imagination. This book is for your enjoyment only.
Edited by, Amber Gaida
Cover by, Ravenwill Designs (A.C. Williams)
A word from the author:
Hey Readers! I hope you enjoy Torch. This book has put me through an emotional rollercoaster.
The characters are both from different pasts and are going through something dark and emotional.
Camilla the heroine was held captive for five months.
Torch lost his old lady.
Trigger Warning:
The book talks about rape/sexual assault, and abuse. It’s discussed but there aren’t any scenes. So be warned if you are sensitive to that topic.
It also talks about depression and alcoholism. If that is something you can’t read then I suggest you put this book down.
I promise there are happy times but the characters need to get through a world of hurt before they get to the other side.
Thank you for reading my Vicious Snakes.
Also be sure to have tissues handy! (I needed them writing it!)
Dedication
This book is dedicated to anyone who has gone through a loss or suffered a hard time.
You are strong,
You are not alone.
Prologue- Camilla
I’m sitting next to my boyfriend Brent as he drives us out to a party. I’ve been seeing him for about six months. He’s been nothing but sweet and has been a perfect gentleman.
I was a little nervous about having sex with him for the first time last night, but I never like to sleep with someone unless it’s serious.
He had been patient and kind when I told him that I wasn’t going to be sleeping with him right away. It’s not like I don’t have any experience, but I like to say that I’m picky.
I’ve had a handful of serious boyfriends, and I never got the point of wanting or having casual sex, but maybe that’s me. I think that I would get too attached. If a guy didn’t call me after, I’d wonder what I did wrong. I don’t have anything against casual sex; it’s just not for me.
There had only been a few men that had stuck around. I’ve been happy that Brent was one of them. He had already met my family in the meantime, and they loved him.
The only thing that I didn’t really know well about him was his job. He told me that he works out of town a lot, and he’s been very vague on the details.
We come to an acreage just outside of town. There seems to be a lot of vehicles in the front. It has been years since I have been to a party. I’m not much of a party person. Brent had assured me that I would have a good time and that I would love his friends.
There was no reason to doubt him so, when I got out and walked to the house with Brent’s hand in mine, I had no idea what awaited me.
I didn’t see this as a turning point in my life that would change me forever.
All of Brent’s friends were there, sure. He forgot to mention they were all men and that I was the entertainment. Unease started up my spine.
The reason he held my hand walking in wasn’t because he wanted to show his friends that I belonged to him so that they had no reason to hit on me. No, I was far off base on this one.
As soon as I walked in the door, my hand was held in a tight grip. The more that I struggled to free it, the tighter he held on.
When he turned around to look at me, there wasn’t a single trace of the man I had come to know.
His eyes were no longer warm and inviting. Instead, they were hard and cold and held an evilness that I hadn’t even seen a hint of before.
All the exits were blocked as soon as I walked into the house.
Every single man was grinning at me, and they weren’t good grins either. They were all bikers; that was clear. I could see the patch on their cuts. I can’t say that I know much about bikers, but the feeling that these men gave off brought chills down my spine.
“So this is the luscious Camilla,” one of the biker’s drawls out. He looks scary and, from how everyone is looking between us, I can tell that he runs the show. I’m scared to find out what kind of show that is.
“I told you. Worth it. She’s going to break like no other,” Brent says in a cold tone.
He finally lets my hand go, but I have nowhere to go. I’m standing in the middle of the room surrounded by bikers, and the guy who I thought was my boyfriend has suddenly changed into a complete stranger. I really don’t like the vibes that these guys are giving off.
“Let’s see how much we can make her scream,” the main man says with the most evil smile that I have ever seen on someone.
His smile is something that nightmares are made of.
This is where my nightmare began.
Prologue- Torch
“I need to fucking find her!!” I yell as I throw a chair across the room.
I’m at the clubhouse searching for my missing fucking woman. We have been looking for two days!
She and my brother Trigger have been missing for a couple days. Sophie has a rich asshole ex-boyfriend who has been after her, and he’s the only
