Title: Sonny’s Surrender
Series: Devil’s Wind MC Book 3
Author: D.D. Galvani
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: July 24, 2018
Photographer: Jean Maureen Woodfin
Cover Models: Darrin Dedmon & Kristen Lazarus Wood
Cover Designer: Renegade Cover and Design
Photographer: JW Photograph
“D.D Galvani just gets better and better with each book. Sonny’s Surrender has everything you want in a MC book.” ~ Amazon Review
“This book will leave your heart full of emotion and love. Excellent writing.” ~ Spunky N Sassy
“LOVE this MC series by DD Galvani. It’s not only chock full of HOT bikers, but it’s a continuous story of love, life, and family ties.” ~ Amazon Review
Santino De Campo is no stranger to pain. His ex burned him in the worst way possible. Lying, cheating and running off with his newborn son. He left no stone unturned, desperate to find his boy. His ex could burn in hell but his son would know his father.
How can he let his his brothers know he fell so far? To the point that the woman he thought was the one could leave him without a backward glance?
Years later, he meets a woman that sets his soul on fire. He decides to take a chance and see where it goes. Soon after his world turns upside down when Gia comes face to face with a child that can only be Sonny’s missing boy. His resemblance to the man she’s beginning to fall for is uncanny and he’s not alone. With him are two young girls and together the three children are living a life no child should ever have to live.
With his new relationship being put to the test, Sonny must fight like hell to blend his club, his long-lost son, the two young girls and the woman he loves. Would the Devil’s Wind have his back after finding out the secret he’s been keeping from them? Will the baby, now a boy and his “sisters” accept him into the family, or will Sonny surrender to the inevitable and be alone for the rest of his life?
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“Four months later, when I went home to visit my mom, I got a knock at the door one night. She was strung out and looking for money, and she had a belly, the rest of her was bones, but that belly stuck out. If there was ever a time I’d ever wanted to hit a woman, that was it. My mom saved her. She made her come in, cleaned her up, fed her, and called a friend who helped us get her into rehab that night. She cursed and screamed at us to leave her the fuck alone, but that was my kid she was messing up. I didn’t give a shit what happened to her, but that baby didn’t deserve to be born to a junkie mom and an absent dad. I made a deal with her that if she stayed in rehab, got clean long enough for the baby to be born, that I would take care of everything else. She agreed, but only if I made myself scarce. She didn’t want to see me or hear from me until she gave birth.”
Dukes finally said something. “I think I know where this is going, but you need to finish, purge this shit from your system, Sonny.”
Getting up, I started to pace. “I crawled into the bottle and stayed there ‘til he was born. It dulled the pain and helped me not to face the fucking mess my life was. That day in the hospital when they placed my son in my arms, my life changed. He was perfect, Dukes. He didn’t give a fuck that I was a screwed up ex-marine or that his mom was a junkie whore. When I left the hospital that day, I went to an AA meeting. I was determined to be a better man for my son.”
“And Kelsey?” he asked.
I laughed bitterly. “She had other ideas. She played the new mom role ‘til she was discharged. I walked beside her wheelchair down to the car where her married friends were waiting with a car seat and a bag full of new baby clothes. She gave me a hospital card with an address written on the back where she and the baby would be living. I’d given her money for the first and last month’s rent when she brought me the papers. She had gotten a job at a local daycare where she could bring the baby to work with her. It didn’t pay much but having the baby with her was worth it, and I was going to be there to pick up the slack financially. But it was all a fucking lie!”
My fist flashed out, hitting the wall with a sickening thud. I heard my knuckle crack and knew I’d broken it, but I didn’t care. “She lied about all of it, and when she drove away in that truck, it was the last time I saw her and him. I went to the apartment that never heard of her, the daycare that looked at me like a crazy man, the couple who didn’t exist in any database in the country. My sponsor kept me sane, coming home to the club gave me purpose. I hired the PIs and did what I could to find them, but I didn’t let it consume me. I was afraid of falling into that deep, dark pit and not being able to claw my way out again. I wanted my son to know that his ol’ man was more than a broken down, drunk ex-soldier.”
D.D. Galvani was born and raised on Long Island, New York. She moved to Florida in 2002 and lives there today with her husband of 37 years. She has two children and one beloved grand daughter whom she spoils as much as she can. She is an avid reader and crafter and decided to put those two loves together and Swag by NaNa was born. After working around author’s for a few years, she asked a couple to look at a story she had written and was blown away that they liked it. They pushed her to finish it and her first novel Fighter’s Claim, an MC romance came to be. She writes strong alpha males and sassy intelligent women. Welcome to her world!