Hollow's Silence

She told two armed collectors to get out of her café. Then she told the Gravediggers MC she didn't need saving.

Sylvia Doerr built her coffee shop out of a dead storefront on a dying street — roasting her own beans, pouring her own cups, dragging the whole block back to life one morning at a time. When a protection racket decides her café is the anchor they need to tax the town, they expect her to pay. They don't expect her to throw them out in front of the morning crowd. And they sure as hell don't expect the silent biker in the corner booth to have a stake in what happens next.

Hollow is the ghost of the Gravediggers — the unseen man, the edge the club points at its problems. He doesn't talk. He doesn't explain. He appears where he's needed and disappears when the work is done. He's been drinking Sylvia's coffee for six weeks, and she's the first person in his life who's talked to him like a man instead of a weapon. He never planned on a loud, stubborn café owner becoming the thing he can't walk away from. He never planned on her walking straight into his silence and making it feel like home.

Now a violent enforcer is burning through the mill towns, and the only thing standing between his racket and the street it wants is a woman who won't close her doors and the MC brother who's done pretending she's not his.

She's not club. She's not asking for protection. But she's on his ground, and nobody puts a hand on a woman on his ground.

Hollow's Silence is a full-length standalone MC romance. No cliffhanger. HEA guaranteed. This is Book 17 in the Backwoods Gravediggers MC series.