He likes sex and women and he’s not ashamed to have both in abundance. When his bike is in need of repair, he stops at a bar intent on earning enough money for the bike and to live off in the coming months. Then he meets Sandy and all bets are off. Sandy has never fit in. She hates to be controlled and studying at the local college doesn’t challenge her. Nothing interests her. The need to travel is in her blood. The attraction between them is instant. Sandy knows Cole will not stick around but no one ever said she couldn’t become a nomad, too. Has Cole finally met his female match?

    He's autistic, talks funny—especially when stressed, and swears like a sailor. His mind works like a machine, focusing singularly on potential problems and clearing them with precision and stealth. Military trained as a SEAL, he was a satellite for his team, but rarely involved with them. Working alone is what he’s best at, doing it quietly is what he excels at, and eliminating a threat to his MC family is what he was born to do. When he turns that focus on Jess she doesn't stand a chance and her natural sub tendencies are a perfect fit.Jess is content being single. After three years of being asked out she finally says yes to Steve. She lives with a debilitating ailment and has to keep moving. She is determined to hide that from her new MC family.With her finance degree she helps the MC stay out of the drug trade and they offer protection from union bosses. Pres works with Jess to get businesses up and profitable enough to keep his MC going and growing. Keeping drugs out of their newly attained clean world is a challenge that Steve will not walk away from--especially when Jess becomes the target.

    Baptized in the gutter. I was raised by the violent laws of the streets, spilling blood without the hindrance of useless emotions or connections.Unfeeling. Unloved. Alone.My life was perfect.Until her.While on a manhunt for a mysterious enemy, one hellbent on taking both my business and my life, I find Mickey. She's covered in mud, rambling nonsense, and clearly out of her mind. She's also a distraction I don't need.That is until I discover a connection between the girl and my enemy.Mickey isn't a distraction anymore.She's the perfect weapon.One I'll use to exact my revenge.The plan is an easy one, but there's something about Mickey that's making it more and more difficult. A familiarity I can't place. A need I can't explain.A want I have to deny.After all, she's not mine to keep. She's a tool. My pawn. My sacrifice.