Hold on for the ride and meet The Dutchmen MC.Iceman has a reputation for being the coldest and most ruthless biker in the Dutchmen MC. He has no loyalties to anyone or anything outside his club. The people who go against him or betray the club find themselves in serious pain... or dead.Then one afternoon trouble in the form of a blonde walks into his life.Gabriella doesn’t want to be here. She doesn’t want to enter this biker world of crime, cards, and sex, but her uncle has left her little choice. She must make a deal with Iceman to protect the ones she loves. In doing so, she finds more than she bargained for.Iceman must face the demons of his past while Gabriella must face the monsters of her future. Are either of them willing to pay the price of their redemption?

    What if the man who tried to sell you, suddenly became your captor? What if your captor was keeping a secret from you, and not just any secret, a someone? What if behind the walls he builds, his tough exterior isn't what he’s portraying? But then again, what if I'm wrong? What if he is the devil, and I'm left in the dark fighting for every last breath...

    A Rogue. A goddamn mess.When his pres offers the chance to seek vengeance,Bodie doesn’t hesitate to make his move.But one simple choice brings a painful confrontation from his past,And the Royal Bastard isn’t prepared for the shocking surprise. Some gifts are unexpected. This Christmas Bodie is in for one hell of a ride.* WARNING - This book contains dark and mature content with a paranormal REAPER twist. *

    A gang of bikers locking everyone in until they find a killer, now that’s exciting. Believing she’s merely part of a murder mystery dinner, Eve plays along by helping a gorgeous fallen angel find the killer.Stumbling onto another dead body crashes her illusions.Faced with real danger Eve falls into the strong arms of Hallow who’s more like the fallen angel he’s dressed as than she knows. Too bad his brothers decide to take her hostage as they leave the bar in pursuit of the killer.A member of the Royal Bastards MC, Hallow is more than prepared to protect Eve on their wild night, but he isn’t prepared to fall in love. Costume complete with apple or not, Eve’s no temptress. She’s as innocent as an angel. Hallow plans to snatch her from heaven, corrupt her and keep her for himself.

    Not even she knows.And when I discover that she might be the killer's accomplice, only one thought runs through my mind:Run.But there's nowhere to go. The storm is too heavy.How can I trust her when she doesn't even know her own name?The two of us are trapped here, trying to find out who she really is.Is she here to kill me? Or have I just saved her life?The only thing I do know is this:Baby, it's fucking cold outside.

    I was fine with that until he walked into my life. Now, I can't shove that half of myself into the dark anymore. My club won't understand and the woman I want definitely won't get it, but what choice do I have? I want them both and I'm done with not taking what I want. Yeah, I'm savage enough to screw the rules to get what I want and I want them. Both of them—and I won't settle for less. You can't control who you love but sometimes, it's savage enough to make its own heat.

    Women don't run gangs, yet I'm the leader of the biggest one in Liverpool. No one knows I've stepped into my father's shoes and that I'm making changes. Taking on the Royal Bastards MC is not a good idea, but I want the wealth and power they have. I want my family's legacy to live on long after I'm gone. Doing that means making difficult decisions. I didn't expect the Royal Bastards to retaliate so savagely.Now, I'm prisoner of their President, a man who goes by the name of Mouth. He's dangerous, vicious and he wants to make my father pay for crimes I've committed. Can I survive his wrath?MOUTHThis prissy woman is a thorn in my side, but she's the only way to exact my revenge. Crossing the Bastards is an instant death sentence, and when I'm done with Genevieve, her father is going to beg for mercy I won't deliver. I'm not someone to cross without retribution and mine will be swift. I will destroy The Dockland Gang and every person associated with them, including Desmond's pretty little daughter. She's a doll I want play with and I will break her down piece by piece, because now that she's in my control I'm never letting her go.*Warning : Contains adult content, reading age 18 +. Graphic violence and dark emotional scenes that may trigger some readers.

    . . but I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went to the one person who just might believe my ass - the national charter Prez, Rancid. Fortunately for me, he believed every word I told him and had me lay low for a while. The plan he made was foolish at best and got me in deeper shit than I was in before. What a load of shit that is. Or at least, it's what I thought. I'm a dead man, but none of it matters when my eyes see the one thing I'd gamble with. Her.

     Rain: Up north, in what they call The Last Frontier, we play by a different set of rules. Everything is brutal, from the weather down to the criminal underworld. I’m a Royal Bastard through and through. I live by the club’s code. I don’t take shit, I dish out plenty, and I never lay a hand on a woman unless she asks me to. So, I don’t take too kindly to these scumbag Russian mobsters playing sex-trafficking roulette on my watch. Not in my backyard. Then there’s Cassie. She ain’t good for business, but when my Pres says, “Keep an eye on her,” watching her becomes my part-time job, and I can’t say I don’t want to go fulltime with it. Yet, keeping her safe means keeping her close, and the closer we get, the more danger she’s in. Cassie: It’s always freezing up here. Maybe I shouldn’t have moved to Alaska, but my drive to help some of the city’s homeless kids was too strong. I never expected things to be this… cold. These kids aren’t safe, and my new personal bodyguard seems to think I’m in as much danger as they are. Rain. What am I going to do with him? He’s not the relationship type, but he is gentle with me. How can a man so frozen be so warm? And how could I go from being so closeminded about bikers to constantly craving one of my own? This is motorcycle club romantic suspense full of violence, mayhem, alpha males, feisty women, and the Bratva.

    Being Prez has been my life and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine, I know it and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to, so I can keep her. I'm a b*stard after all, and b*stards always break the rules.-A Gritty MC romance with a brand new club, characters, and storyline.-B*stard is a complete standalone that does not need any other books read prior. -Steamy romantic suspense full of action, alpha bad boys, and strong women.

     This Chapter of Royal Bastards is set in Flagstaff, AZ

     Roane Connors doesn’t do relationships. He’s been burned before and isn’t looking to repeat past mistakes. All he needs is a warm body in his bed for the night. Someone to ring in the new year with. Julie Wilson ticks all his boxes. She’s back in town, hot, and single. When the clock strikes midnight one kiss ignites a spark this royal bastard’s not ready for.The Biker’s Kiss is a Royal Bastards MC holiday novella.

    His name alone should’ve been a red flag waving in her face, but she needed help.A ladies man like Playboy should have locked the door on Raelynn the second she knocked. The way she looked at him like he hung the stars should have set him running, but he always took what he wanted.Raelynn is looking for a hero, not just a tumble in the sheets. Playboy isn’t anyone’s hero.

    He’s Sergeant-at-Arms for the Steel Titans MC. Running protection detail on someone should be a walk in the park. And it would be. If it was on anybody but HER.Lucy Taylor. He’s stayed away from her for a reason. But now they’ve been thrown together, all bets are off. The beast wants out of its cage. To take her. To devour her. To claim her. But that would mean breaking a code. Betraying a brotherhood. Just cuz a man wants something doesn’t mean it’s right to take it. But she’s more than a want. She’s a craving. In his bones. A woman who makes a man want to brave chaos and even Hell itself Besides, this biker’s always game for a rough and wild ride. *This is a standalone novella*

    She’s an angel, I’m a f-ing beast—a rebel, an outlaw, a Bastard. I was born on the blood-soaked streets of Belfast, and reborn again on equally bloody ones of Boston. But Nicole’s my addiction, my everything—my red-haired, blue-eyed, freckled skin, killer-curved obsession. And I’ve been watching her for months—hungry, hard, and aching for her.It’s her father I’m supposed to take. The crooked, mob-bought Boston District Attorney has been pinning the crimes of his masters on my brothers. I was supposed to take him, to teach him a lesson. Except, he’s not there when I come calling.But she is.Like I said, our worlds should’ve never mixed—the innocent, brilliant, pre-law college girl and the filthy-talking rough and tumble biker. But now, they’re forever tangled. Because now that I’ve gotten my filthy hands on my firecracker of a captive, and gotten a taste of those sweet lips and smart sass, there’s no damn way I’m letting her go.The mob wants to kill us both. There’s betrayal in my own ranks. It’s us against the world.The thing is, they want Nicole? They’re going to have to come through me. And if they want to try that, they better bring a damn army.From captive to my Queen. Nicole’s mine, and I’ll never let her go.This is a standalone book in the Royal Bastards MC universe. As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. Happy reading!