I’m a nomadic soldier for hire. This isn’t just a job to me, this is my life and who I am. I’ve recently been employed on a locate and rescue mission by the President of the Twisted Iron MC. Turns out, all is not what it appears to be. With lethal men hot on my trail, will I successfully be able to pull off this task? Or will the only thing I’ve ever loved, turn out to be the one thing that changes my life forever? Outlaw: I’m nobody’s little angel. Growing up in an MC constantly surrounded by drugs, sex and lies has hardened my heart. Especially now that I’ve found myself in the crosshairs of one of my fathers’ enemies. Darkness shackles me tight in its grip and I find that I’m unable to rescue myself. Will this tragic event course correct the rest of my life? Or will I meet my demise before that ever has a chance to take place? This is not intended for readers under the age of 18+

    Add in the Savage Angels, a vicious attack and one broken King and you have yourself a recipe for one gripping love story between two unlikely lovers.

    Life’s a gamble.It’s how you play the game that defines your odds.Rebel isn’t a name given to me for just any reason.I wear this badge with pride. I’ve been sent on task by my President to Las Vegas to negotiate the purchase of a casino.Though when the local mob family feels threatened, a rival MC—The Dark Warriors—step in to protect their territory.Through the haze of uncertainty, a sparkle catches my eye.Ruby shines bright in the darkness, instantly making her a target for the Warriors, and with a rat in the mix, all bets are off.Can I be the savage rebel I need to be to close the casino deal for my club and save my woman, or will everything go up in smoke?From USA Today Best Selling Author Kathleen Kelly.

    at Arms for the Royal Bastards NYC/Rotten Apple Chapter▪▪▪▪ I knew immediately Nixx’s tough girl game was an act—New Yorker with a rough edge and a decent size chip on her shoulder—I wasn’t buyin’ that mess at all. She has the eyes of a damn angel and lips that’d make the most religious man wanna lay down with Satan himself. She’d make the Bastards a lot of money. I’d make sure of that. Rattler thought he’d be the one to pull her in, but she was used to guys like him. She hadn’t been around one like me. My mama always said, “You get more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.” I’d be the honey until Nixx was grindin’ on and openin’ all those flies. Boy, did that girl shock the hell outta me. It was like takin’ candy from a baby. Until, she started to like her job too much. I told her she’d be a waitress. I swear on my mama it wasn’t a lie. She did waitress. Then she stripped, escorted, did webcams. Then I took her to L.A. to see what she was made of. That’s when I couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed my buttons too many times—smilin’ and teasin’ while she was with all them other dudes. I wasn’t supposed to fall for any of those girls. Turn ‘em out, keep ‘em high, and make ‘em work those little honey pots until they couldn’t stand—that was my job. Nixx’ s pot never broke or ran dry. For some reason it bugged the ever livin’ piss outta me. Ya know, Eve took the world down by makin’ Adam eat an apple. Either Nixx was the shiniest apple of the bunch or the most rotten apple of ‘em all. ▪▪▪▪Nicolette Barrett/Nixx Barrit▪▪▪▪ I’m Nixx Barrit—it should be Ni-XXX with three fat ‘X’s considering I’m a fancy hooker. Ya know—an escort. Whatever you wanna call it, I do what I do for the all mighty dollar. Cash is king and it all hits the palms of the most royal, rotten hands in the Big Apple. It started when FOCUS and Rattler walked into a diner where I worked. Next thing I knew I was a waitress in their place, The Mounds Bar, at least that’s what the Bastards said I’d be. What a joke! It took about a month, until I was crawlin' around on the middle of the stage. The girls tried to feed me meth and liquor but the biggest drug of all was FOCUS. If you piled all of them on a table they wouldn't compare to the high I got bein' around that psycho Irishman.

    . .. . . and met her dream man.But could her fairy tale be short lived?Shylah was living her best life. Not only was her new job at Project Arma, hundreds of miles from her suffocating family, but she also got to work day in, day out with Navy SEALs. It didn’t take long for one of those SEALs to catch her eye. As Shylah and Eden grew closer, her life began to feel perfect. Until she overheard a conversation she was never meant to hear.Is Project Arma the next step in protecting America’s armed forces?Or has Shylah uncovered it to be something much more deadly?Eden lived and breathed his job as a Navy SEAL. Partaking in Project Arma was just another perk of the job. Becoming faster and stronger was expected. Meeting Shylah, the pretty nurse, wasn’t. Neither was falling for her.Everything was perfect.Until it wasn’t.What secrets were hiding behind those brown eyes of hers?You’ll adore this short story military romance because the passion is real, the drama is non-stop, and the secrets are deadly.

    Walker" He refuses to fall in love. He was born alone and he will die alone. Or, at least he thought so until now. Vice-One is all he knows. His squad. His brothers. The men he spends every day protecting. He is empty and only one person can fill this void. This darkness. Meanwhile, Genevieve Gold makes it clear he should stay away when she is everything he craves. She is lost. Her heart has been ripped out; stomped on...crushed into tiny pieces, leaving only a gaping hole behind. King's Harlots is all she has. Her club. Her sisters. Her life. But something is missing until he shows up. Angel Rodriguez is everything she hates but everything she needs. Putting differences aside, they will work together to bring down a malevolent force threatening to rip them apart...

    Knight’s Den of Vipers then you might enjoy this twisted series. If you simply like your reading unpredictable and a walk on the wild side then this series could be a good fitA fast-paced, plot-driven, addictive series.She goes by the name, Whisper.It is all she owns.Stolen from her family, she is raised in captivity by her master and mistress.Freedom is brief from her gilded cage—only to become a debt owed.Edge is a hardened enforcer for a biker club.Girls are going missing.An alliance is made between two biker clubs who want answers.Then a letter changes everything.It's now a race against time.The clock is ticking.Who is good? Who is bad? Who is lying?Can Edge stop the evil that is coming for the girl who only wanted to stay a whisper?Author Note: If you like a full cast of well written characters, an unpredictable plot, an age gap romance, a strong female lead, and a biker who will stop at nothing to right wrongs... then this is the series for you.This is not a standalone series. This is a don't-stop-reading-until-the-ride-ends series. A gloriously twisted series waiting for you to begin.

    The Black Rebel Riders' MC is located in Drag Creek Kentucky. They are a group of outlaws who live and die by their way of life. For them it has always been about moonshine, brotherhood and motorcycles. Are you ready to ride? Includes books 1-6 of the series.Grim The beginning Rumor Baby Striker Romeo Heart of a Rebel

    The moment my eyes met hers, there was nothing stopping me from giving her everything. She’s devastatingly beautiful.Stubborn.Independent.I want to protect her from the horrors of the world, if only she’ll let me.I can’t leave her alone.Not with her abusive ex on the prowl.I would give her everything I have.And I want her.Every part of her shines.Her touch is like fire.Her eyes draw me in.It’s impossible to escape from her, even if I wanted to.I’ve lived my life for my bikes, my club and my foster family.But now there’s only her.I know she thinks otherwise.Why else would she hate me after all that we had? She’s the only woman I ever loved. I want her safe, nothing can hurt her.I’ll do anything to get back with her, Even if it means following her everywhere.

    and Casey are about to take a huge turn. Emotions and pain cut deep, and fear burns inside daily. Can Casey relax enough to avoid undo stress? Can GT handle having zero control?“This is definitely going to be one hell of a wild ride.”~G.T.

    One thing the Horsemen have learnedIs everything comes at a priceAnd now they are going have to payAs they prepare for war against a new enemyThey all know one thing for sure, this will change them forever.Lines will be crossed.Bullets will fly.Blood will be shed.Lives will be lost.Brought to their knees is this end of the HorsemenOr will they ride from hell once again?

    Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. Ménage – MFM.In book three of the Lady Riders: Nike’s first day manning the abused women’s hotline shows her just how quick life can turn bad. The experience leaves her no other choice than to face her life before she joined the Ops Warriors and the Lady Riders. A life she desperately tried to put behind her.Before Z’s accident, his personal issues kept him from moving forward. Laid up, he realizes he might not be able to overcome certain things, but he can keep them at bay with the right woman and a help from a part of his past that he thought he didn’t need. Dante is sent by his employer as protection for their daughter. What he finds when he arrives is the woman who held a piece of him, and a family member that time and circumstances had taken from him.Nike, Z, and Dante learn family, friends, and a little understanding goes a long way when everyone involved has a past that if faced, could give them a future to heal any broken wings they sustained.Join the Lady Riders as they prove once again that family doesn’t necessarily have to be by blood.

     I was desperate enough to make a foolish decision to save my family. The cost? Me. They may be a motorcycle club, but in all honesty they’re really an elite unit of criminals who just happen to drive motorcycles. They’re a business. An organization. A fully functioning army… What I’ve learned? They work in the gray area; life and death is real; and everyone wants everyone dead. Okay, so maybe that’s dramatic… No. No it’s not. It’s legit. I prepared for the worst, fully anticipating hating my new life. Turns out, I finally found out where I belonged. Oh, and I discovered I’m a little twisted or crazy. Maybe both. Drex Caine, the man without a conscience, didn’t ruin me the way I thought he would. Instead, he made me feel like I was living instead of just waiting to live. And I can never go back to the way things used to be. *Graphic Language*Sexual Content *Dual POV Please note: Book 1 does end on a cliffhanger, but book 2 has the conclusion and will be released March 28, 2016. After book 2, the rest of the series can be read as stand-alone novels without cliffhangers and will have different main characters featured.Cover Model: Derrick Keith Shane MeachamPhotographer: Eric Battershell PhotographyCover Designer: Book Cover by Design

    RobinsonI once read that every warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me.I was trained to kill. I was trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah motherfucker. Life or death.Ride or die.And I’m not only talking about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to nowhere.My life.I fought for my brothers. I fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought for her…Never realizing I might die for them too.

    I fought through life with my scarred soul, wrangled through the dark empty nights where I’d pray I didn’t wake up the next morning. I would shut my eyes and mentally take myself to my happy place.Red rosesThe sound of waves crashing on the sand under my feet. The final time the cold blade pushed up against my thigh, and I waited for my blood to trickle over the other One hundred and thirty-six scars that covered my skin— never came. Who was this man who just saved me? He had no idea how close I came to ending myself that day. I was ready to blow my brains all over the bedroom walls and I had a nine sitting under my pillow to prove it.BeastSome people have families, I had engineered human killing machines surrounding me my whole life. I’d been a part of this unit since I was a baby, raised in a community that was shut off from the real world. A community where we were nothing but empty vessels, until Hella (my best friend) and I escaped. Hella took us to a girl who was in foster care with him before he was summoned into The Army. After finding out yet another complication in my life, I needed space. I booked in to a run down apartment, ready to clear my head. Only my head didn’t clear, because I was haunted every night from the screams that would vibrate through my walls.This is not a story of a perfect man coming in to save the day. This is a story of what happens when fate interferes and two completely broken souls collide.