A San Francisco boy.
Double world champion.
Famous bad boy.
Adrenaline junky.
And my brother's best friend.

He seeks to control his guilt.  I like the feeling of chaos inside.

He hurt me.  I hate him ... but love and hate sometimes are indistinguishable.

Damion Grimm lives by the rules.  HIS rules.  Rules he never ever breaks.  Fast bikes, fast brunets, fast life.  That's how he copes.

He doesn't do relationships.  Especially not with his best friend's little BLONDE virgin sister.  I'm not his type.

But when my family's past comes back to haunt me, I learn that things are not always as they appear. 

Sometimes monsters like to hide.  Sometimes bad boys can have wings.  Sometimes hate can be love.  Sometimes control can be lost.  Sometimes sex can create miracle beans.

But most importantly - I've learned that you can always make new rules.

The Biker's Rules

Damion left me and Kiara under Axel’s command in the VIP section to go get ready with his band. And I say command in the best way possible. After the incident with Harry, the guys are set on guarding Kiara and me, but it’s getting ridiculous - some or other annoying cockhead is with me ALL the time, no matter where I go - class, dance, horse riding, home, even shopping. Look, I love the guys, but having one of them around 24/7 is not ideal for my sensitive moral. 


The gig