Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

    Wanting to get away from the motorcycle club life she'd been born into, she left without a backward glance. But four years later, after failing to make a name for herself and getting mixed up with the wrong crowd, her grandfather passes away, and she decides to return to her roots. What she doesn't expect is to get involved with Ford Lawson, her father's biggest rival and president of the Suicide Kings MC. Sixteen years older, he is everything Dixyn swore she didn't want; outlaw biker, cocky as hell, with a way of getting under her skin. He pushes all her buttons, but for some reason, she can't get enough of him. They both know what they're doing is wrong, but neither are able to stop, caught up in the rush of their forbidden romance. But when Dixyn's troubled past catches up to her, their relationship is the least of their worries. Suitable for readers over 18 due to adult content.

    But when my father is murdered, making me the new mob boss, I have no choice but to seek her help. With her by my side, I will get my revenge. Maddie is irresistible to me. I want to possess her. To make her beg with desire. To show her what it means to belong to a king. But as I learn who she truly is, it is clear that she is far from innocent.My family’s legacy is everything to me. I will do whatever it takes to avenge my father, even if that means sacrificing Maddie.I won’t let her secrets destroy my empire. In the end, I will always rule. Author’s Note: Dangerous Command is the third book in the dark mafia series, The Adler Brothers. It is Derek and Maddie’s story. It contains dark, depraved, and disturbing content. Reader discretion is advised.

    I wanted her once, long ago, but it’s forbidden, she’s off limits, a club sister, Steel’s sister. The more I try not to think of her or want to touch her, the more I can’t stop. She’s under my skin. Clawing at my heart. I know I have to stay away but she’s like forbidden fruit, the one thing I can’t have and the sinner in me wants to corrupt her in every way I can; taint her like only I know how. And I will, at least for a while. I always get what I want. Always. Even if it means breaking hearts. Lily: He’s within reach but always so far away. For the longest time I’ve watched and waited, admired him, ached for him, all from a distance. But now my time has come. It’s now or never. He’s all wrong for me, I know that. I’ve always known, but it doesn’t stop me wanting him, it never will. The question is, can my heart ever recover or beat again the same way when he’s finished with me? Or will I live to regret laying my heart on the line and baring my soul to the one man who has the power to shatter me forever. NOTE: This book is book 2 in a series but is written as a stand-alone with no cliff hanger and a HEA. It is best if the books are read in sequence. Recommended for readers 18+ as it contains foul language, sexy steamy scenes, violence, and hot alpha males. Readers beware, the Bracken Ridge Rebels Arizona rule and the only thing they love more than their motorcycles is their women……

    Excitement. Adventure. That's what Hera thought she was signing on for when she agreed to join the Gods of Thunder Motorcycle Club, led by her brother Zeus. Just the thing for a smoking hot, slightly lost divorcée who also happens to be the Greek goddess of marriage. Instead, her primary sources of entertainment seem to be picking bugs out of her teeth and finding yet another creative way to sabotage her peacock-painted Harley so she can ride in the comfort of the club's support SUV.But this time she broke her bike a little too well. With the rest of the club on a tight schedule, they leave Hera behind to wait for the local mechanic to perform a miracle. A mechanic who fills out his coveralls better than any mortal she's ever met.Hey, maybe getting stuck in the sticks won't be so bad after all.With his days as the Norse God of Wolves long behind him, Fenrir has settled into a routine that suits his lone wolf ways. Ride into some small town, work a menial-yet-satisfying job for a while, then move on before anyone catches wise to the fact that he never ages.Then she rides into town.Glamorous Hera always turned heads back when they ran in the same heavenly circles, but seeing her poured into skin-tight leathers and sitting astride a beautiful bike really lights a fire in Fenrir－one he thought had died centuries ago. Not that it matters. She thinks he's some mortal bohunk grease monkey with more brawn than brains. Fine by him. He needs to keep a low profile anyway.When Hera finds a wounded wolf pup on the outskirts of town, Fenrir must reveal his true identity to save the pup, opening a Pandora's box-worth of trouble with a nearby werewolf pack. If he were smart, he'd blow town, leaving the goddess who gets his motor running and the fate of a besieged wolf pack in his dust.He never claimed to be smart.

    Noah Wynton’s just been dumped too. So while their exes bask in their new relationship, what do Maya Ray and Noah do? Hatch a plan, of course.The checklist:-Pretend to date.-Show up everywhere their exes do.-Get lovey-dovey as often as possible (shouldn’t be too difficult, with this chemistry!)-Prove they’re over their exes (except things are starting to snowball, and maybe those kisses aren’t so fake after all…)Maya Ray is convinced the best revenge is proving to her ex that she’s fine. With a plan like this in place, she’s sure to have more than her share of fun too. Now that Noah’s spending so much time with Maya Ray, he’s starting to realize things might not have been perfect with his ex. But how long can they possibly keep up this act? And with a whirlwind romance to fake, who has time for falling in love?This is where WEST Protection all started! Plus a whole lot of sass and heated moments along the way! 1-click the youngest Wynton brother's story now!

    wow!Asking her to come turns out to be the best thing you ever did in your life.Question: What happens when your ex turns up and wants to kiss and make-up?Answer: Baby, everything has a sell-by date.

    The Billionaire Briggs Brothers are four brothers that are alpha and oh so hot! They may be a little bossy, but they love their curvy, strong-willed women. Sit back and enjoy as each of the brothers finds love. Just Call Me Baby OwenI'm a billionaire that doesn't have time for fun, dating, or anything else.But when I accidentally get on a call with Emily, a phone sex operator,my life changes.Now instead of chasing dollars and companies,I'm chasing her.EmilyDon't get attached.That's the rule.But after the first time I talked to him, I knew he was special.He's gone out of his way to find out who I am and then to help my family.He's too powerful. Too rich. Too much.I may be crazy, but all I want is him. Mr. Boss Man TylerShe's my brother's assistant and off limits.But I don't care.My days of flings and one-night stands are over.Because I'm pretty sure that Jamie is holding my heart in her hands.JamieHe's my boss.Well, actually my boss' brother.But I can't fall for him.He's younger than me and is probably just looking for his next conquest.That is until he tells me what he really wants...And that's me. Playing Dirty JasonFrom the minute I saw her, I wanted her.But she wasn't interested.She said she didn't have time for a relationship.But I convinced her, made a deal with her.She gives me what I want, and she gets what she wants.It was all good...until I upped the stakes.MoiraI've always put my relationships first.Always.But not anymore.I am going to have my art hanging in a gallery, and no man is going to stand in my way.He tries to convince me to let him help me, but I'm not falling for it.If he wants my heart, he's going to have to prove it. Tempting the Doctor CamI was in Mexico to help raise money for a charity.One look at the curvy doctor, and I knew I wanted her.When thugs try to hurt her and steal the medicine from the orphanage,I save her. And in turn, she becomes mine.EveHe's like nothing I ever expected.He's a billionaire, and I was sure he was "that" guy.But then he saves me and makes it his mission to keep me safe.He may have been a playboy at one time,But the way he looks at me makes me think maybe he's changed.At least my heart hopes so.

    

    My heart now belongs to him- Antonio Robert Heart, the underboss of the Heart Syndicate that governs over New York and its five boroughs. He rules with an unwavering hand yielding the blade of his knife, but when his strong hands touch me, I become liquid. I melt into his all-consuming prowess.The thing is, he doesn't want me... even though he craves me. AntonioI don’t date. I don’t love. I don’t want marriage and I do not want children. I only allow myself companionship when the desire is there.Lilah Tomlinson was supposed to be one night-one hour at the most. I was a fool.My desire for her prevailed and I let her in... only to find out she has betrayed me. That muscle in my chest, the one she has penetrated and brought to life, it shrivels with the worst kind of anger: WRATH.***This book is a dark romance with strong sexual content and violent scenes. If you are uncomfortable with either of these situations please do not read! 18+Chapter OneANTONIOHer lips feel incredible. Her smile is one of many I have seen gazing up at me from the spare room floor of my penthouse. She licks the corner of her lip. Her smile turns mischievous. I see a glint of craziness flicker in her pupils. Oh, yeah, the next hour or two will be fun. What she doesn't know is that her time is limited. I'll use her just like she is using me. She uses me for who I am-for the stature and clout I hold predominantly in the state of New York, but across the country as well. The society girl just moved up the ladder a couple of notches by getting to spend the night with the infamous Antonio Heart, the bad boy of New York City. Though, she is only getting a couple hours out of me. I sound arrogant as fuck, I know, but it is what it is and will always be that way. I use her only for what she was genetically born with. There will be no insta-love at the end of this transaction. She is disposable. I'll throw her out before she can take that post orgasmic breath. My fingers grip the brown hair at the back of her head. I let my knees relax and sink into the rhythm of her ministrations, allowing her to freely perform for me. Because that’s what this is. A performance, an act… it’s all fake. I need what she has, and she wants what I can give her. I'll give her that minute she needs to make herself feel good. Then I'll take over. No one but one man governs me. Whether she thinks it or not right now, I am in control. I am always in control. I let my eyes close, letting myself feel what's happening to my body. Damn. It's been a minute. I release a breath, relaxing further. Between being exhausted of spending time with self-boasting, fake women that fall into the starfish position and wait for the magic to happen when they get here, and redoing my newly acquired club, Temptations, I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a blowjob. Another minute passes before I’ve had enough. She is lucky I have let her have this long. I hear the familiar chirp from my phone sitting on the edge of the mattress, alerting me of an incoming message. I ignore the first chirp but then three more consecutive alerts sound. My blood starts flowing, becoming a virulent serpentine gliding through my veins. Not from the woman on her knees in front of me, although she is pretty talented with her tongue, but because I know that those consecutive messages are ones I have been waiting for. I need to move this along. She’s playing with me, which was fine for the moment, but now it’s not. I’m halfway there. My fingers twist in her overly stiff hair she primped to what she thought was perfection for a night out club hopping. I knock her hands away from my swelled length and let my hips take over. The repetitive flexing of my hips progress to a faster speed as the seconds tick. She lets out a long moan. My phone chirps again and again. My shoulders tense because of the alerts and my thighs mirror my shoulders. I am close. I can feel it in my bones, they got him. I need to hurry this along. With three more thrusts, I plunge as deep as I can with a release so strong my knees almost buckle. She gasps at the sudden unexpected surge of salty heat. No warning was needed. She knew what she was down there for. My energy is momentarily zapped. My breathing is still heavy when in one swift moment, I pull from the warmth of her mouth, tuck myself away, refasten the zipper to my slacks, and lunge for my phone. I hear her whine from behind me. I take the steps away, creating more distance. Always alert, I hear her fumble. I turn back and glance at her. I shouldn’t have turned my back on her to begin with. My screen comes to life with the print of my finger and so does my lineage. A lifelong blood oath is now rapidly flowing through my veins with the speed of revenge as its leader. I’m re-energized from the thrill of the business that awaits. I survey the woman that holds my semen in the hollow of her insides. “Time to go.” I reach down and grab her purse off the bed and toss it to her. Her mouth flaps open, becoming unhinged. Quickly, she snaps it shut. Her eyes become slits and her jaw tenses, clenching with each fuck you sentence forming in her head. Before she can formulate those words, I advance in her direction. “I said it’s time to go. I won’t tell you again…” I add insult to injury when I can’t remember her name. Honestly, I don’t think I even asked her what her name was. It didn’t matter, she won’t get a second go with me. I have my regulars. They know the deal.I’m in. I’m out.“You don’t even know my name!” She slaps her purse against her thigh.“No. Now get out!” ********I slammed the gearshift into first gear. My black Testoni-covered foot hits the accelerator with force. With a jerk of the wheel, I peel out into the back alley, black tread left behind to melt into the asphalt. I speed through the city streets, heading towards the warehouse that holds my men and the man they captured–the rat that betrayed the family. The closer I get to my second home the more the usual smell of iron and sea air fills my senses. The metallic sting is an igniter to every fiber of my being and a catalyst for an explosion of electrifying currents that snap every nerve ending. Every single time that distinct smell fills the air, it punches me in the gut and brings me right back to my first kill–the day I became a Made Man. It was the same day I made my boss proud and my father mournful. My cherry was popped with a man who betrayed the family. A man who pledged his allegiance to protect and serve. The price for his disloyalty was his life. My father gave me the honor and without a second glance, at the age of fifteen, I took the offered gun from my predecessor, the one he had engraved with my name, the one I still have today sitting in my safe at home, and I put a bullet right between the rat’s eyes as I recited our family motto. Family is everything.Family protects you.Without family, you have nothing.If you betray one of us, you betrayed all of us.

    Kill or be killed. I was born into this grim reality. MaisieI never thought I’d fall in love with a cold blooded killer.But with those dreamy eyes and that smile that won’t quit.I find I’m thinking of Virgil more and more.So what if he’s a criminal.My brothers are too. I’ve been around bad boys all of my life.And I’m not sure,Is he really that bad?Even after he saves my life?VirgilI’m not a knight in shining armor,Or even one of the good guys,But I really screw up when I kidnap the wrong girl.Maisie from Texas, with curves in all the right places.She thinks I’m her salvation—her rescuer.Not the guy who drugged her...But they say everything happens for a reason,And she’s my reason.For everything.I’ll rise up for her. Protect her.Crush those who are out to hurt her,And prove not all Prince Charmings ride a white stallion.Some wear a gun.And I’ll do it for her.For us.And when she’s safe, I’ll make her mine.

    Nothing but blood.Then came the hushed whispers and hidden smirks.I’ve been this girl before.I won’t be her again.The daughter of a monster.Jericho Priest appears as my savior, an escape to another world.One where no one knows the darkness running through my veins.But no matter where I hide, my past haunts me.I thought I’d found sanctuary, a solace from my nightmare.But it was only the beginning.Set in the same world as the Requested Trilogy, this dark romance trilogy follows Berkley as she faces the struggles of being known as the daughter of a monster. * Reader discretion is advised as this story contains dark scenes.

    Discovering the kidnapping was an inside job, her desperate father turns to the one man he knows he can trust to put his life on the line for Ariana: Army Ranger Captain Jack McAuley.Six years ago, Jack walked away from Ariana after making the biggest mistake of his life. Now, he’s heading into the South American jungle armed to the teeth with only one thing on his mind.Get. Her. Back.

    No Cliffhangers and a HEA!