rule and the only thing they ride or die for more than their club is their women, this is Brock’s storyBrock: For years I’ve let it slide. What she does to me, how she makes me feel. I’ve brushed it off like an annoying habit that comes back every now and again to haunt me. We came together once, then we drifted apart. It’s the story of my life. We were best friends, but back then we were a lot of things. She was the fire in my blood, the elixir in my veins. My world fell at her feet, before it fell spectacularly apart. She thinks she can run from the M.C. she thinks she can run from me. Little does she know that this old dog ain’t learnin’ any new tricks. I’ve got my eyes on the prize. She will be my ol’ lady, I’ll make sure of it.I let her slip away once before, but I have no intension of doing that again.She’s mine, and I’m gonna make her realize it once and for all.Angel: Nobody owns me. I don’t want to be someone’s property, and in the M.C. when you’re a woman; that’s all you are. Property. I belong to myself. My life’s been no fairytale, I’ve had to grow up fast, learn hard lessons, dust myself off and start again.Now I’ve got my daughter to think of things have changed.I can’t fall for him. What Brock and I had was a long time ago. What we had was lust, infatuation, nothing more. We were a couple of kids and now it’s ancient history.We’re not the same people we were then.I have to protect my heart; it can’t be broken again. He can’t have what was never his to take. I won’t let him.NOTE: This book is book 3 in a series but is written as a stand-alone with no cliff hanger and a HEA. Recommended for readers 18+ as it contains foul language, sexy steamy scenes, violence and hot alpha males. Readers beware the Bracken Ridge Rebels rule.......enter at own risk

    I had sworn off women for the last couple of years because of what one female had done but then she walks in. She’s a natural brunette that has hair down her back and a body that dreams are made of. I fell hard, then one unpredictable disaster struck. How do I make it right again?RiaAfter a very troubled past, I am content with my life. Through love of family and counseling I pulled myself out of the darkness. I finally meet the man of my dreams and then the unthinkable happens. Ghosts from my past have come back to haunt me. Is it real or just coming from my subconscious? Can I trust myself enough to let Jax into my life, or are we both to damaged? Do I trust my ‘dream man' to save us both?

    And last.My secret romance, if you could call three stolen kisses and a tear-stained journal loaded with unfulfilled fantasies a romance.He taught me how to kiss.Then he walked away.I tried to keep him buried in the past, but he’s been in every kiss since.Tethering me to unattainable dreams.Well, he might have taught me how to kiss, but now I’m going to teach him how to… well, you get the idea.I’ll tempt fate, tantalize Falcon, and resurrect a fierce hunger between the two of us.And then I’ll be the one to walk away.I left my best friend’s little sister Emory firmly planted in my past. Or so I’d thought.Those pink girl-next-door lips of hers belonged in our sleepy hometown hundreds of miles away where I couldn’t reach them.I’d taught her how to kiss.Not how to kiss just anyone, but how to kiss me.Then I’d left.She deserved better than my tattered soul, lost and seeking redemption.Now she’s here. All grown up. In my neighborhood. In my pub.And the subject of my friend’s desire.The first hard and fast rule to our bro code…when your friend sees what he wants, you do everything in your power to help him get it.So, in her circle of friends full of calculating glances with lust-filled eyes, I’m there to charm the ladies while my man goes for the prize.But not when the prize is Emory. He can have anyone else…but never her.I’m his wingman… and I’m about to go rogue..

    That’s my new saying in life, and trust me, life handed me lots of lemons. For eighteen years I took those lemons that life and “destiny” threw at me and made lemonade, but I’m no longer a naive girl. I was forced to grow up too fast and the one person I depended on turned his back on me. So now I say screw the lemonade and just give me a bottle of tequila, because I don’t believe in destiny anymore. There is no pre-designed path set out for each of us. Sometimes bad things happen, it’s just a part of life. It sucks, but you have to pick yourself up and get on with your life. I’m done just sitting around and waiting for my life to change or something good to just fall in my lap. It took me awhile to understand, but once I was done being the doormat to destiny, it was time for me to take control. I would decide where I would go in life and what would happen. It wouldn't always be pretty, it would sometimes hurt like hell, but I would make sure I lived my life to the fullest. It time to rewrite destiny.

    She’s been in hiding for three years raising the son he doesn’t know about.Holding a grudge has never felt so good.Shattered King is an intense, ultra-sexy standalone novel set in the world of the Lawless Kings. Sherilee Gray’s raw, hard, beautiful, deeply-emotional voice will leave you breathless long after the last page.

    We have a duty to protect our families at all costs. A mission to ensure absolute loyalty within our ranks. In the underworld, the only laws that matter are our own. And those who betray them never live long to regret it. This collection from romance’s hottest authors will take you to places without rules. To places without laws. To places where brute strength is the only power that matters. Brute strength…and lust. With breathtaking action, and romances that defy everything, rules won’t get in the way of protecting what’s ours… You’ll easily get swept away in our City of Sin