Colt: A Nighthawks MC Novella

By C.J. Pinard

All Colton James wanted was to go to college, live his life, and marry the girl of his dreams. Instead, he was turned into a monster, and then forced to disappear.

When he returns years later, he finds Ava is gone, disappeared without a trace. He goes to the Nighthawks for help—a local MC chapter who also happen to be vampires. What Colton discovers about Ava while back in his hometown of New Orleans terrifies him.

Will he be able to find her and save her from the same fate he was condemned to, or will it be too late?

Colt is a Nighthawks MC novella for readers 18 and older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pin House Press, LLC
• Release date: Jun 4, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224573332

C.J. Pinard

C.J. is a USA Today Bestselling author living in Colorado but wishes she was someplace warmer. She loves the SF 49ers and has a weakness for expensive shoes. She's the author of over 30 novels and short stories that contain both fantasy and paranormal romance with kickass heroines and strong alphas. When she's not writing, she can be found working at a very strange day job, which may or may not have some mild influences on her gripping stories--so strange, in fact, she may just write a book about it one day. She can be found on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and on her website, cjpinard.com

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Table of Contents

Colt: A Nighthawks MC Novella

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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Chapter 1

Colton

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I lifted my hand in a wave. See you tomorrow! I said to my coworker, Jeb, a fellow bartender and what I would consider a friend. I’d only been working at the Thirsty Parrot for ten months, but I was fairly happy there, trying to make some money while I decided what to do with my life.

It was a nice night in the French Quarter, so instead of taking my bike, I decided to walk the twelve blocks to the apartment I shared with a roommate, Joey, as I usually did when the weather wasn’t too hot or too cold.

Looking down the street, I made sure it was safe to cross and jogged across Decatur. It was quiet in the Quarter—well, relatively quiet since it was a Tuesday night—and was grateful I wasn’t stepping in questionable things on the sidewalk, as I’d often had to dodge while walking. My cell rang with a video call in the pocket of my black jeans.

Hey, I answered with a smile upon seeing my beautiful girlfriend’s face on the screen.

Hi. You just get off? she asked, sliding some dark-brown hair behind her ear and gifting me with a smile that showed off the dimple on her left cheek.

I nodded, trying to look at her while watching where I was walking. Yes, heading home now. Did you get all your studying done?

She held up her calculus book. I sure tried. It’s down to luck at this point. I think my brain is at max capacity.

Well, once you pass your finals, you can relax that big brain of yours. I’ll take you out to celebrate. I kept the phone down low, near my stomach so I could watch where I was walking. I turned the corner and almost bumped into someone. Sorry, I muttered to the stranger with the hoodie over his head and most of his face.

Oh, the pressure to pass now! Ava giggled.

I’ll take you anywhere you want,