With the fate of her loved ones at stake, she did what she thought she had to do. She ran. The past however, has a funny way of finding those who refuse to face it. With nowhere left to turn, she ended up back where she started, facing the family she’d left behind and the truths she desperately wanted to remain hidden. When the president of The Devil’s Reapers sends his enforcer to pick something up, the last thing Blade expected to find was the one who got away. Annabelle was everything a man like him could never have, and everything he’d always wanted. With the past rearing its ugly head once again, he will do everything he can to keep her safe and make her his. Caught in a war between two clubs, Annabelle must face the past once and for all.

    As a kindergarten teacher, she’s as far removed from the world of Harleys and bikers as you could get, but when she’s rescued by the sexy and dangerous Austin Carver, her life is changed forever. Although Austin ‘Booker’ Carver is enamored by the innocent Dani, he tries to keep the police chief’s daughter at arm’s length. But when a threat is made from an unexpected source, he finds himself falling hard and fast for the only woman who can tame his wild heart. Will Booker be able to find the source of the threat before it’s too late? Will Dani finally give her heart to a man who’s everything she’s been warned about?

    Or at least that is what everyone keeps telling him. He doesn’t feel lucky, though. He’s scarred, has more than a little bit of a bad attitude, and there isn’t a single day that goes by that he doesn’t wish his wife would’ve just finished off the job. After being denied his old position at the fire department, he leaves, and doesn’t look back. He heads straight to Alabama and into the semi-welcoming arms of The Dixie Wardens MC. There he becomes a part of a brotherhood that forces him to get back in the land of the living. --- Imogen is a smart girl. A girl who doesn’t always make the best decisions. Her heart is in the right place when she walks into that prison, but it doesn’t take long for her to realize that her heart shouldn’t have had any say so in the matter. Especially when one wrong move lands her in the arms of a scarred man that looks frightening enough to scare any sane woman away. Immediately enthralled by the angry man, she tries to get closer to him. But the harder she tries to get to know him, the further he pushes her away. --- The only thing Aaron wanted to do after his now ex-wife was sent to jail was escape. Escape the awful memories. The pity-filled eyes. The curious glances. He does a damn fine job at ensuring he draws as little as attention as possible, but then that annoying woman with her startling blue eyes starts hammering away at his resolve. Makes him feel when he doesn’t want to feel. Imogen comes into his life and carves out a place for herself, obliterating his defenses one heated kiss at a time.

    I needed a man.FaithThe first time I saw Jackson, I hated his guts. He was everything I could never have. Pure, panty-wetting, manhood. And I was trapped in a loveless relationship with his worst enemy. I never would have dreamed he craved my womb so badly he was willing to do anything for it.JacksonMy father's death taught me a lot of things. Most importantly, I needed a child. I had to have a son before my enemies caught up with me. So when Faith came begging for protection, I knew exactly what I wanted. I yearned for her body. Lust raged through me like a wildfire. I longed to make her pregnant with my child. I gave her an offer she couldn't refuse. A life for a life. My protection, in exchange for everything she had to offer. I'd die for her, but she would give me a son.I took her womb. I never suspected she'd take my heart.

    Hell, I've done some things that would give most serial killers nightmares.But nothing has ever gutted me like finding Raylynn-- beaten, raped, drugged, and barely holding onto life in a filth ridden basement where she'd been for six months.I've never attached to someone the say I did her the moment I walked in that room and now, all I want to do it protect her. It's going to take a long time to build her back up, physically and mentally, to the woman she was before this, but every fiber of my being wants to be the man who does that for her.The men that kidnapped and shattered her aren't going to let her go so easily though, and even if I hate her choices, if I don't respect them, I risk her hating me too-- and then I'd lose her forever.

     So what is my plan to get into the MC? It's to start hooking up with the President, Jett, who comes into my bar. But as things progress, I start falling for him. But I get taken by a rival mc because they consider me his old lady and are determined to get the Steel Wings MC to stop dealing drugs. Will he save me if he knows who my father is?

    This scene is even more than his twisted soul can stomach. Compelled to intercede and save her, he has no idea his whole world is about to change. He believes he's doing the right thing until a secret she's hiding makes him question if saving her may be the biggest mistake of his life. The two strike a deal, a deal they may both come to regret. Can his soul be saved? Is there anything he won't do for her? Are there some things he just can't? And are there some things she can never forgive?

    Instead, I found an injured woman in the woods claiming to be a lost hiker. I immediately knew there was more to her story, and I was right, but the bombshell she dropped was the last thing I expected. Layla I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. After losing my mother, my life drastically changed, and I found myself escaping from one bad situation only to land right in the middle of another. I was alone and lost, and it seemed like every person I met tried to take advantage of me. When a sexy, beast of a man appeared out of nowhere and came to my rescue with guns blazing, I didn’t know whether to trust him or run screaming. Ultimately, I ran, but he followed and refused to let me go. This is the first book in the Devil Springs Blackwings MC Series. It is heavily tied to the Blackwings MC Series. You can start with Copper, but there are references to characters and events from the previous series that may take away from your reading experience. I recommend starting with Dash (Blackwings MC Book One). Adult Content Warning: This book is intended for readers 18 years and older. It contains adult language, explicit sex, and violence.

     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.

    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?

    . . ANGELI thought I knew bad times. The worst times. My dad murdered, the MC that’s rightfully mine ripped apart by corrupt rule. I didn’t know anything about true horror until I met a Tennessean girl named Mercy. Angel and Mercy, frigging ironic, right? You don’t know the half of it. Blood Legion MC is my legacy, and revenge against me is Mercy’s. If you’re looking for gritty star-crossed lovers in the Crescent City, you’ve found it. Because there’s a damn good chance one of us won’t make it out of here alive. MERCYI’m at the mercy of my menfolk. Mercy . . . ironic, isn’t it? Because my cousin and my uncle show no mercy to me, despite my name. I’m used against my will. I’m beaten and worse when I don’t behave. I have no freedom, only one friend, and no chance of escape even though New Orleans is so vibrant I feel like I could touch the colors. I fled the compound for just one night. I shouldn’t have. I met a biker called Angel—Angel. He’s blond as a seraph, but big and tall and full of sweet talk I’ve never heard before. Except he’s my family’s enemy. Angel can’t be my only hope because my kin have vowed to take out him and the rest of the Blood Legion MC in one big Tenn-tucky blaze of glory. BLOOD LEGION MC:Cry MercySave GraceNo SaintGet Revenge

    It’s been a few years since I was back at The Perished Riders MC clubhouse, and fuck, it’s damn near the same. I don’t know what I thought would happen in my time away. I left because my dad was stuck in the past, unable to move the club forward into the present day, so it shouldn’t be surprising that the hell hole hasn’t changed since I was a kid.It’s also no surprise that now the miserable bastard is dead, there’s not much left to salvage.But I’ve stepped up, just like my brothers wanted me to, and I’m making changes. I’m gonna run this place straight, the way it should have been ran all those years ago.But the dead have a funny way of leaving a legacy, and it ain’t always good. Eagle’s presence lingers like a fucking bad smell, and everywhere I turn, there’s another mess he left behind.The road is calling me, and I’m beginning to think the club ain’t worth it, but then life throws me a curveball in the form of Rylee Carter.RyleeDo you ever wonder when your life became this? Wake, eat, sleep, repeat . . . oh, and don’t forget to throw in the odd beating. Marrying Grant Carter was not my finest moment, nor was becoming his prisoner. Slowly, he made me dependent solely on him, and now, I’m stuck here. Wake, eat, sleep, repeat.It’s by chance that my new neighbour hears my cries calling to her from the pits of my own hell. Instead of ignoring me, she sends me a lifeline. One I grasp with both hands.Being rescued by The Perished Riders MC was just the beginning of my journey. Since Maverick came into my life, things aren’t so mundane. He shows me just how strong I can be, and with him by my side, suddenly, everything seems possible.

     Remington "Remy" Sawyer For most of my life I've been the person who lived with the hand he was dealt. Not much in my life have I had a say in. Birthed by parents I don't talk to, I was raised by the only person who ever cared for me - my brother, Cash. Under his guidance, I've become the person I am today. Productive member of society, and patched brother in the Heaven Hill MC. I don't want for anything, other than Tatum Walker. We had a shot, and we both screwed it up......massively. Tatum "Tate" Walker Being the daughter of the President of the Heaven Hill MC is a burden, but one I'll face every day with pride. It's hard for me to know what people like me for. Is it my personality, my looks, or are they trying to get close to the Club? There's one person I've never doubted. Remington Sawyer. A year ago we had one night of almost passion - that ended with me walking away in tears - and him walking away in anger. Some time away from each other has given us perspective. Now, instead of the storm of chaos that was our one attempt at a relationship, we're both ready for calm. And nothing, they say, is as calm - as the eye of a Hurricane.

    That’s why I joined the Phantom Bastards MC as soon as I graduated high school. Things are starting to escalate once again and I now have someone that means more to me than my own life to protect. Yeah, I’d lay down my life for any single one of my brothers. Jennifer, Wade, and Boy Scout are different. Boy Scout is my best friend and someone that I do everything with. Including our women. Now, we have to convince Jennifer that she’s it for us amongst all the chaos. Will I be able to get through the storm that’s brewing and make sure that my girl and best friend are whole? Will the club, my family, survive what’s heading for us? Jennifer ‘J’ Hayes I’ve had a horrible beginning to my life. More damage has been done to me in such a short time that I don’t trust and I refuse to give my heart to anyone but my son Wade. Two men have taken me away from the only life I’ve ever known and I feel so much for the two of them. But, they have the power to destroy me more than anyone else has ever had in my life. Can I take that risk? Will I ever be able to stop looking over my shoulder for the past that haunts me? Thomas ‘Boy Scout’ Reed I followed my best friend to the Phantom Bastards MC. Wood and I have known one another a long time and we’ve shared our women for as long as I can remember. One fateful day, our lives changed when we met the one person that could make us want to settle down permanently. She’s got a past that we need to overcome and it’s going to take work; work that we’re both willing to put in. Can I get over my past and doubts to be the man that Jennifer needs me to be? Will I be able to lay everything on the line and let her in the same way that we ask her to do? Or will chaos take it all away from us before anything begins? *Warning: Intended for mature audiences 18 and older

    It states that strings are really 1-dimensional slices of a 2-dimensional membrane vibrating in 11-dimensional space and that the five different versions of string theory might describe the same thing seen from different perspectives.In plain text: it's a fucking mystery.This is a short story that can be found on the Freak Circle Press blog.http://freakcirclepress.com/2014/02/2...