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.

    Germain.How much is a life worth?I grew up in Colombia, the daughter of a wealthy drug lord. I lived a life of extravagance, until one day a drug run went horribly wrong and everything came crashing down around us.I was given away. A payment for a debt. The Gypsy Brothers Motorcycle Club became my new owners, and I did everything I could to survive.But falling in love with the man who owned me wasn't part of the plan...

    But she’s terrified. Terrified that her wayward sister, Claire, has gotten into debt dangerously over her head. Terrified that a muscle-clad biker named Diego doesn’t want payment with money—he wants much more. And terrified of the dizzying desire she feels whenever Diego touches her…Diego Montesalto spends his days raising hell and his nights in the arms of fast, easy women. Tough, tattooed, and used to taking what he wants, he refuses to get emotionally invested in anyone. But he can’t stop thinking about Raine’s sweet smell, striking blue eyes, and quiet determination. She may have the spirit of a warrior, but she needs someone to guide and protect her.When Raine has no choice but to go on the run, she falls straight into the Hells Saints’ mayhem-filled world…and into Diego’s strong arms. But in a life filled with hard choices, raw lust, and blood-soaked violence, is there room for loyalty…or love? Revised edition: Previously published as Game Changer, this edition of Raine Falling includes editorial revisions.

    I wasn't supposed to love it. I definitely wasn't supposed to crave his fiery kisses, beg for his touch, or ache to know the man behind the evil looking ink and scarred smirk.I was the good girl. He was the monster. Then everything changed.I became a prisoner. I prayed for Skin to save me. He did – and he kept me for himself.He's no saint, and I'm no angel. They've already taken so much from me. I'm scared he'll take what's left.Never love an outlaw, they said. I believed it. So why can't I stop myself from falling for this bad boy so hard I break?SKINI went psycho when I saw her in that dirty house. She's everything I never wanted, a spitfire with a body meant for claiming.Then she told me her secret, and I almost needed a straitjacket. I saved her life instead. I gave her a second chance.I know she's a marked woman, caught between my club and the b*stards I killed. Damn if I won't make her wear my name, even if she's trouble on two long legs I can't stop picturing wrapped around me.I'll brand her, bed her, own her, no matter how much hell I'll pay. Outlaws love like ticking time bombs, and I'm gonna blow Meg's world apart 'til she's begging for more...The Outlaw Love books are stand alone romance novels featuring unique lovers and happy endings. No cliffhangers! This is Skin and Megan's story in the Deadly Pistols MC series.

    He never stays with the same woman, and although there are plenty of women who want to be his old lady, he wants none of that. He doesn't date.He doesn't let chicks ride on the back of his bike.He doesn't fall in love.And that suits him just fine until he meets her whose eyes light a fire in him. Problem is she's not so easy to get into his bed. Hawk wants her. And when Hawk wants something he takes it. Cara Minelli doesn't want to go to the biker bar, but her friend talks her into it. Swearing off men since she caught her fiancé cheating on her right before her wedding, she has buried herself in her career not wanting a man in her life. Until she sees him. He is sexy, rough, crude, and oh so very wrong for her. So why can't she stop thinking of all the nasty things he'll do to her if she relents and lets him in her bed?Then a vicious killer who has been strangling women in the area focuses on Cara. Police think bikers are involved. Can Cara set aside her trust issues and let Hawk into her life? Hawk sees it as his job to protect what is his...and Cara is very much his even if she doesn't know it yet. Cara keeps her heart guarded, but when danger comes calling, their lives collide. Hawk will stop at nothing to keep Cara safe and make her “Property of Hawk”. The Insurgents MC series are standalone romance novels. Hawk’s Property is Book One in the series. This book contains violence, strong language, and steamy sexual scenes. HEA. No cliffhangers. The book is intended for readers over the age of 18.

    She came into my life when I knew that I had to walk away. The life we live isn’t safe for a girl like her. I’m not good for a girl like her. I like things rough and dirty, something I don’t think the pretty little blonde knows. One night is all I give her, one night of the most vanilla sex I can muster. Walking away was the coward’s way out. It was the right thing to do, I know it. She deserves the white picket fence and all that shit chick’s dig. That wasn’t me. I’d ruin her if I had her again. No way I’d let that happen. Having my brother’s watch her was the only other option until she moved on. She moved on from me and it stung like hell, but it had to happen. Brynn One night was all it took to get me addicted. The way his hands felt as they brushed over my skin burned into my memory and it’s what got me by. Chase wasn’t Bentley. No one could take his place deep inside of me. I kept all thoughts of Bentley far from my mind and it never went away. I needed him like I needed to breathe, but he left. He’s a bastard. The moment his motorcycle pulled back into the lot of Wayward Cycles, I knew every little plan I had made over the last two years was going up in flames. The minute his hand touched me, I melted. It didn’t take much to get me to ruin my future with someone else. I hate him. I have no idea what I’m doing. He’s going to ruin me and I don’t care.

    I feel like I'm going crazy in this town.That was until I met her. Lydia.An angel from out of town who came here to save me.She's the only girl who makes me feel sane.She's a damn goddess.I have to do anything to keep her happy, anything to make her mine, anything for her..."LYDIA"Sean. They call him Brash. I can see why.He's part of some motorcycle club or something.The tattoos. The muscles. That demeanor. Why am I not surprised he just got out of prison? They don't make'em like him in the city.I don't know if I can handle a man like him. But damn if I'm not so attracted to him..."Welcome to Ivory, home of friendly townsfolk, honest cops, and motorcycle clubs.Lydia leaves the big city to start her life over in the small town of Ivory. It's nothing like she's ever experienced, including Sean, member of the Black Reapers Motorcycle Club. The ex-convict has Lydia captivated. A torrid affair draws them to each other. But the life of a club member is never easy. Will a passionate attraction that the two of them crave be enough to keep them together? Or will life in Ivory be too much for them to overcome?BRASH is a STEAMY standalone romance novel featuring a bad boy biker and the woman he'll do anything to protect. There are no cliffhangers and no cheating. Happy ending? You'll have to read to find out!

    Ever Especially not when you're the daughter of the president of another club. And definitely not when that debt brings you to the attention of his club's enemies. And ending up in his bed? Absolutely not part of the plan. Hawk His club's enemies were becoming bolder. And his patience was virtually non-existant. Taking a fierce cage fighter as his old lady wasn't what he'd had in mind when he manipulated her repayment of the debt she owed his club. Now he was in too deep and was never letting her go. Taking her as his old lady was the easy part. Keeping her as his old lady was going to be to hard part. Especially when his enemies were focused on taking her and his club away from him.

    He was my shield, my rock, with dark grey eyes that burned through me. Now I’ve walked right back in to Heavy’s world to see the hatred and rage in his eyes. But he cannot hide the sensual hunger and feral desire to own my heart, dominate my body and possess my soul – a silent promise I’ll belong to him no matter the cost and no one will get in his way.

    and a dead body that neither of them would ever be able to forget.New Orleans is known across the nation as a melting pot of cultures, its rich Cajun culture, its music, and its non-stop party atmosphere. It's also known for its tales of voodoo, spirits, witches and vampires.Evan and Sally will learn at a tender age that monsters are more often human than not, and there would be two human monsters lurking in the shadows that would have a heavy hand in shaping both of their lives.The first installment of The Jokers is the story of Evan and Sally. From two kids who knew they were soulmates, to two tangled paths that have finally come to an intersection in life.It's the story of two hearts that have beat as one for decades...and the one man who is hellbent on destroying it all.

     Growing up in the fast-paced and rough life of a motorcycle club wasn’t easy. Cleaning up the mess his father had made of Vipers Creed meant sacrifice. Cade ‘Spook’ Baker had given up everything to bring the club life back to what it was supposed to be: a family. The choices he made were not what he wanted, but they were necessary for the club as a whole. Second chances rarely came to Spook, so when his Trixie walked boldly into his clubhouse, the decision was made. Trixie would once again be his, this time for good. Trix Lamasters was raised by a master—a master con. All grown up, she made her life solid by making it about her club, Sirens. But one bad business decision brought her to her knees, forcing her to call on the one person she had sworn she would never trust again. Pasts have a way of not staying there. Things that were buried deep have a way of finding themselves in the light of a new day. Could something that had once crashed and burned for Spook and Trixie find a way out of the wreckage? With the odds against them, can they find a way to overcome the challenges, or will it all blow up in their faces? **Due to content, mature audiences only.**

    

    Given permission by the cut I wear, I take whatever the emptiness inside me desires, by any means necessary. Unfortunately, the truth sin doesn’t want you to know–nothing is ever free. It takes payment in flesh and degradation.A highly venomous predator, it slithers around inside of you, wreaking havoc and claiming your soul as its own.Sasha was the savior to my sinful ways…only she didn’t want the job.When sin rules your life, there are no boundaries. You take without regret.She would be my salvation, even if I had to play the Devil to get her. Sasha Campbell Being near Tight was like standing on the edge of a raging fire. The heat dangerously intoxicating, offering protection from the darkness while promising the burn of betrayal if I got too close.Yet here I stand, staring endlessly into the dancing flames, not noticing the building smoke or the ache of his all-consuming heat. Unfortunately, I know how this story ends. Burned beyond recognition and discarded, I’m turned to ash without a second thought.Completely destroyed by him.There had to be a way to avoid the damage he’d inflict. The problem was, I wasn’t sure I wanted to.Because with Tight, this kind of burn feels amazing.**WARNING** Dark Contemporary Romance/New Adult Novel. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and older. This is the first book in The Black Vipers Series. Tight's story will not come to conclusion in this book.

     My parents got into debt, big debt, because of my selfish decision. So when I was told I could pay it all back by putting myself up for auction, I did it. But what I didn’t expect was to be be bought by the billionaire, Silas Rutherford. He’s got these gorgeous blue eyes, and washboard abs that you’d expect to find on a GQ model. And when I became his, I had to let him do whatever he wanted to me. Touch me. Taste me. Own me. The only thing I didn’t count on was how far he would push me… and how much I would want it! (Lila Younger writes hot, steamy romance with no cheating and a HEA every time because love stories are always a little better when they’re naughty. If you’re looking for a novella that’s guaranteed to leave your heart - and your panties!- melting, then start reading!)

    I was ready to get out on my own and let my bear run free.But when I have a run-in with the Eater Motorcycle Club it could have gone really bad if my cousin, who is part of the New Law MC, hadn’t shown up.Now, I’m under New Law’s protection, and after pissing off the dangerous high-ranking member of the rival club – I’m going to need it.RonanShe rides in on Sayer’s bike… and I don’t like it.She needs the club’s protection and my instant attraction to her won’t let me say no.When the Eater’s come for her, and I know they will… I’ll be ready.Because this Bear is mine.This is a Steamy, Sweet, Novella. No Cliffhangers. This is the first story in the New Law MC Series. If you love short romances with alpha men, curvy women, insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.