Hi there....

Hmmm, no, that doesn’t work. 

Hey....

Not quite. 

Howdy....

Good lord, what am I? A cowboy? 

’Sup? 

Yeesh. 

Whatever. Let me just get right into it. 
I’m Waverly. 
There, that wasn’t so hard. 

I’m not going to blabber on about how strong and fierce I am. 
Or proceed to tell you how broken or damaged I’ve become. 
No, I’m just going to tell you that I’m me. Just me. Waverly.  
I am all of those things, but I’m also so much more. 

I’m helping a club - a club that needs me to bring peace back into its world. 

If you had asked me if I’d be working for a biker club six months ago, I would have simply laughed in your face. 

I mean, a biker club? Come on. 

Yet here I am, doing the unthinkable. Penetrating the deepest, darkest parts of that world. 

Pretending to be something I’m not. 

I’ve got this, though. 

That is one thing about me you should know - I won’t let them down. 
I won’t crack under the pressure.
I won’t break, no matter how much horror I see. 
There are lives at stake; there are people who need me. 
Not a single thing will distract me from the mission I’m on. 

At least, that was what I first thought. 
Until I didn’t. 
Now I’m tangled up in a world I can’t even begin to understand. 
Now I’m dealing with feelings that are foreign to me. 
Feelings for a monster. 
Feelings for an angel. 

This is a literal battle between good and evil, and I'm living it. 

Who are these men, you ask? 

You’re just going to have to start from the beginning.