Ink

He fought like hell to make it home
But with her, his demons can finally rest

Ink

I am a member of the Wings of Diablo MC Club. Or at least I was. I thought the biker scene was where I wanted to be. That the forged brotherhood of guns, bikes and club bunnies was where I would find my way. That was before. Now, I was a prisoner. Betrayed by those I once called brother, left to die by those I once killed for, forgotten. Now I am on the brink of insanity, I feel the grip I had on the life that was stripped from me slipping away. I have nothing left to fight for, nothing but Angel. I made a promise to her that I would get her home, I intend to keep that promise.

Jazmine

Peace. I just want peace. My whole life has been crisis after crisis, mayhem followed by more mayhem. When I walked out of my family's life, I knew I was alone with no one to fall back on. Slowly, I built up a life. I bought a small shop near the pier where I could teach my art classes and live peacefully. That was until the tide brought in a new problem. Ink is a dangerous man, a caged animal suddenly set free with nothing on his mind besides revenge and death. He trusts no one and is reckless with his own life but I can see the pain. I still see the fear. So when they come looking for him, I do the only thing I can do. I protect him.