Carburetor's Fury

She built her life with her own hands. He'll tear apart anyone who tries to take it. Regan Foley doesn't need saving. Running a three-bay garage on the south side, she's survived sexist customers, a failing business, and years of proving she belongs in a world that doesn't want her. When a stolen vehicle ring starts moving parts through her shop and threatens to burn everything her father built, she does what Foley women do—she swings first. Carburetor didn't join Battle Born MC to be anyone's hero. The former Air Force crew chief came home with burns on his arms and a best friend the military threw away. He trusts engines because they don't lie and shows love through labor. But when he walks into a south side garage and meets a woman with grease on her knuckles and a tire iron in her hand, something shifts. She's in club territory. That makes her his to protect. Whether she wants protection or not. What starts as a job becomes an obsession. Every tool she hands him before he asks. Every silence that doesn't need filling. Regan doesn't need a man to fight her battles—she needs one willing to fight beside her. But the men who want her shop won't stop until she's gone. And Carburetor won't stop until every last one of them is scrap metal.