She grown up surrounded by men dressed in leather, blood on their hands and living by a code society deems morally corrupt. She couldn't be happier at the thought of finishing college and returning home to the men she regards as her uncles and brothers, her family. While she's been at college, she's been hidden from the ever growing, never ending feud between her uncle's club and The Raging Riders MC. Her uncle -Michael Blake- The Lost Souls president is under pressure against their rivals. In a game that long ago began, he makes decisions that place not only his brothers in danger, but everyone connected to the club, including Alannah. Castiel 'Cas' Jackson is the Vice President of The Lost Souls MC and gave up the only thing that ever meant anything to him when his VP patch is threatened.His loyalty to his brothers and his club has never been a problem, until he got close to the presidents niece - Alannah Blake.After breaking her heart before she left for college, can he keep his word to stay away from her now she's back?With Michael's decisions affecting the club and Alannah, can Cas figure out his presidents secrets before it's too late for Alannah and the club?

    Owner Cole Reeves. The guy I crushed on all through high school. The guy my best friend married to hurt me… and divorced to hurt him.I think I’m over him, until I’m under him, and all those feelings rush back.Cole, I don’t think I can get over you a second time… ColeLittle Elodie Roberts isn’t little anymore. She’s got curves for days, and an attitude that’s thrown me for a curve, too. She loved me? But she doesn’t anymore? I’m confused. Then the past comes rushing back.The party, the kiss… Ellie, you're mine and you won't have to get over me ever again. Cole: Peacock Ridge Cowboys #1 is an instalove, happily-ever-after, STEAMY, alpha and curvy woman short story romance. NO cliffhangers, NO cheating. This is a standalone story part of the Peacock Ridge Cowboys series.

     I let Evie Bishop go once. I won’t make that mistake again.I’ve loved Evie since we were kids, before I found the Storm MC.Long before I sold my soul to the devil.I never wanted to bring her into this world, but a man can only go so long without the woman he loves by his side. I need her like I fucking need air and I won’t stop until she’s mine again. I knew she’d battle me.I knew I’d have to fight hard for her.But I never thought I’d be in this predicament — torn between her and my club.The thing about me, though, is that I’ll do anything for those I love. Even if it could cost me everything. This story contains all the panty-melting sexiness and alpha goodness that Nina Levine books are known for. This spin-off series can be read without reading the original Storm MC series.

     He thought he killed me. But my job wasn’t finished yet. My days are spent as President of the Heavens Guardians MC. Nights are spent searching for the scum of the earth. Rapists, Murderers, Pedophiles. They all answer to me. I thought I’d seen it all. Thought my heart couldn’t be any darker. Thought I knew exactly how far I was willing to go. Then a battered and broken woman was found behind our clubhouse, and I realized, I’ve never had a clue about the monster that lurks within. They may call me Priest, but I’d sell my soul to the devil before I let anything take her away from me.

    Population 1,500—maybe. It’s a quiet town, with small town values. Its greatest income is the University just outside of the town limits… and the revenue the local Motorcycle Club brings in.Being part of the MC that was Angel’s Halo was exactly like being part of a family. A scary, powerful, crazy family. It was also like its own society. There are rules, just as there are in every family, every society. But only breaking one of their rules will leave you in a broken, blood pile on the floor... No one touches Raven Hannigan. RavenI was the MC’s only weakness. Or so my father use to tell me as I was growing up. Mad Max Hannigan was once Angel’s Halos’ president. He made the rules and everyone was expected to follow them or come face to fist with the enforcer…I have spent my life in the middle of the MC. I knew the rules—the penalties for breaking those rules. So I knew what would happen to him if I let him break the golden rule… But I loved him, like I have never loved anyone or anything before. I thought my love would protect him.Of course it hadn’t. When our secret was discovered he was beaten. So I shouldn’t blame him for leaving me… BashAs the enforcer I knew the consequences. Knew exactly what was in store for me when Raven’s family found out that I had dared to break my MC’s unforgivable rule. I loved her, so it didn’t matter to me. When her oldest brother delivered my punishment I didn’t scream. Didn’t groan. I took it like the man my MC had made me, and would have done it over and over again if that was what it took to be able to call Raven Hannigan mine.But then my past reared its ugly head and I had a choice to make. One that I have only lived to regret.Taking on the job as Angel’s Halos’ new president was my second chance. But... would my secrets destroy everything Raven and I once had?

    My father, Damon Fox or "Preacher", the President of the infamous "Silver Demon's" motorcycle club -mother chapter- in East Village, New York City, was doing a five-year stint for aggravated assault and battery with a deadly weapon. It was not the first time my father had been in prison and it wouldn't be the last. The Silver Demon's MC was a notorious group of criminals who lived by the code of the road and gave modern society and all it entailed a great big f**k you."Never forget the day Eva came bouncin' into my f**ked up life, shakin' pigtails, singin' Janis, wearin’ chucks and sharin' peanuts and straight up stole any decency I had left which wasn't a whole lot but she f**kin' took it and I've been hers ever since."

    One day you loved me. Then you were gone. I lost the only love I’d ever known. Thrown back into the foster system, pregnant and alone, I prayed that you’d come for me and save me from life’s cruelties. Only the next time I saw you, it was too late. Doing what I needed to do to provide for my son, we were finally brought face to face. It should have been the best day of my life, but it was far from it. It was the worst. That day a monster took me. I begged. I prayed. I dreamt of you, the memories keeping me alive. You finally came for me. You were my heart. My Salvation. But sometimes the heart is too damaged, too broken, to be saved. And sometimes monsters have a way of coming back to haunt me.*This is a dark story. It is intended for mature audiences. If you need a trigger warning then this book isn’t for you. I have other books of mine that I’d recommend like Current or Tainted by Crazy, but not this one.*This story does not have a cliffhanger. It is left open ended as this is a stand-alone series and the overall story line will continue between books, however, each book will be able to be read as a stand-alone.

    It was a mess. It doesn't help that her Father uses her as a bargaining chip in his illegal deals. Now, she finds herself as collateral for the Fallen Motorcycle Club and in more danger than ever before. Will she ever catch a break and finally get the happy ever after she's always dreamed of?Duke is the VP for Fallen MC. His life is the club and he likes it that way. His brothers and his bike are all he will ever need. Women come to him easily and he likes variety. He's got no intention of changing anything until the new collateral, a dark haired beauty, takes up residence in the compound.Stand-alone read. For ages 18+ Contains violence and sexual content.

    One day, her father does the unspeakable. When he turns his back, Winter flees across the country, taking her life savings with her, determined never to enter that sort of lifestyle again.No longer innocent, she now lives in Nevada. Lana is her best friend and the only family Winter has. Together, they are two of the best exotic dancers in the county. While working a shift, Pyro, Lana’s long time crush, propositions Winter. He begs her to do a private gig at Breakneck. She accepts, with the condition that Lana dances with her.When Winter’s eyes lock with Braxxon Breaker's, the President of Breakneck, she realizes she is no longer free; she has been seized. He is everything she is running from but at the same time, everything she wants. Braxxon will not take no for an answer, and purposely disrupts Winter’s life.Rivals of Braxxon’s club are vicious and they do something that will have him out for blood. Winter's and Braxxon’s relationship is anything but a normal one. If they want to be together, crimes must be committed, friendships will be broken and people are going to die.What happens when all that chaos mixes with Winter’s father locating her? It will be a bloodshed when Winter and Braxxon seek revenge and take no prisoners.WARNING: This novel contains explicit language, sex, drugs, abuse and sexual situations that some might find offensive. Recommended for ages 18 and up.

    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 Lost Soul. One Last Chance.CaponeAs President of the Royal Bastards MC, Los Angeles Chapter, I have enemies everywhere. They'll use anything and anyone to exploit me. Regardless, only one person has ever brought me to my knees. Danyella.My Bella.Her emerald green eyes captured my soul the moment we looked at each other. I constantly watch her and the light in her eyes is fading. Her laughter and smiles all but gone. I realize that my enemies have found my kryptonite. She's become their pawn, and there's only one way to get her back.Revenge.DanyellaThe first time I heard his deep, raspy voice, it sent chills down my spine. He called me, "My Bella." If only he knew how much those two words crushed me. Derek is lethal. He's ruthless and he can never know what I've done to protect his Club and my heart. The struggle to climb out of the hole I buried myself in is real. I've been slowly sinking into the shadows, trying to find a way into the light again, but all I see is darkness all around me with no way out.Coming September 1, 2020

    The fresh start I wanted in my hometown was destroyed when I saw Hayden.He’s the man I used the love.The bad boy who ripped my heart apart and walked away.Hayden was never good for me.He’s part of the Heavy Hogs.Danger follows him everywhere.I knew I shouldn’t have slept with him.Not only is he in trouble again, but I’m also pregnant.Can Hayden change his ways and become a family man?…Or is the club rivalry more important to him than I could ever be?

     Warning: This story contains contains explicit language, sex, and violence. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My name is Livia Ash. It's an alias. The secrets and lies don't end there. As a teenager, I was forced into a dark life, my freedom and innocence ripped out from under me. To get out, I had to become like the very people I hated, people who had no problem spilling blood just to make a point. It almost cost me my own life, but I did it. Battered and broken, but determined to start over, I ran. Right into the path of Cameron "Torch" Larter, nomad member of the Iron Serpents Motorcycle club. Overbearing, rude, and intimidating, he was everything I didn't want to deal with. But this rugged biker Adonis -- with his piercing eyes and sharp tongue -- also got under my skin. Forgetting him proved to be just as hard as breaking free from a life of crime. Neither happened. And by the time our worlds collided a second time, old enemies and new threats meant that I couldn't act on my desires. But Torch wasn't a man who took no for an answer. Could two very different breeds of outlaws on a warpath ever unite without ending up on a cold slab or prison cot? This is our story.

    The only thing that runs through my veins now is hatred, and it’s never going to change. I shut out all my emotions a long time ago and I’ll be damned if I’ll release them ever again. Not even for her.Like the treacherous winds of a hurricane, she invaded my life. But, it’s not the first time she done this. Although, this time it’s different. My club and I are the only ones who can help her father bring down a common enemy.I'll help her father for a price, but I won't ever allow myself to feel something for her ever again. That bridge was literally ripped from the ground by the cyclone of chaos that summer.In this life, it’s kill or be killed and I’m not about to die. Scorch is my name and I’ll fuck anyone up who tries to cross me.

    Now she’s found love and friendship, everything a woman could possibly want. Or should want. But Sarah wants more. Even if it means she might lose everything she’s gained in the process. In her quest, old wounds are opened and new ones are formed. But Sarah didn't survive Hell, twice, to give up on what she wants most. Even if it costs her everything. Even if it takes her life.