Once, I thought I was meant to be a hero.
I’ve got a tattered American flag and the scars to prove it.
But I survived war just to live in hell.
And it turns out what I really am is a drifter.
A man born to ride through this world alone.
A former nomad who now rides with the Satan’s Knights of Brooklyn.
I'm drifting into a brand new kind of chaos.
The kind with luscious lips and intoxicating eyes.
A girl who doesn't need a hero.
Until she does.
Until her power and control are tragically stripped from her.
But a broken man who dances with the devil isn't meant to save anyone.