R - 341/1 | Lessons in Corruption (The Fallen Men #1) by Giana Darling

He was eighteen.
The heir to a notorious, criminal MC.
And my student.

There was no way I could get involved.
No way I could stay involved.
Then, no way I could get out alive.

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R - 341/2 | Welcome to the Dark Side (The Fallen Men #2) by Giana Darling

I was a good girl.
I ate my vegetables, volunteered at the local autism centre and sat in the front pew of church every Sunday.
Then, I got cancer.
What the hell kind of reward was that for a boring life well lived?
I was a seventeen-year-old paradigm of virtue and I was tired of it.

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R - 341/2.5 | Fallen Son (The Fallen Men #2.5) by Giana Darling

I had my Lou, my family, and a group'a men more loyal than any other.
Life was good.
No, better than that.
Life was a fuckin' dream.
Didn't know somethin' was missin' until we found it crouched in the forest like tossed rubbish and claimed it for our own.

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R - 341/3 | Good Gone Bad (The Fallen Men #3) by Giana Darling

They say one action doesn’t define you.
I killed a man. Stabbed him in the neck and licked the blood off my lips after I did it.
Still, one action doesn’t define you.
I could have called anyone. My father, the Prez of The Fallen MC, our family lawyer, my best friend, Lila, or my brother, King.
I didn’t. 

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R - 341/4 | After the Fall (The Fallen Men #4) by Giana Darling

I was settin’ up to live a good life, the kinda life I’d fought hard to deserve.

With a good woman––the best woman––at my side, a degree under my belt, and the whole world at my feet, I was livin’ the kinda happily ever after usually denied the rebellious and the criminal. I’d turned my back on that kinda life, thinkin’ I needed that clean, wholesome kinda happy. 

Then the devil came dressed in the wings of an angel and took someone from me. 

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