Less often do we thank their families, those left behind to hold down the fort, to manage the day-to-day struggle of keeping everything up in the air until their loved one returns. When you can’t count on anyone else to save you, there’s only one real choice. Amanda lost her husband to war. Alex lost part of himself. Through a series of glancing encounters, Amanda and Alex find reasons to continue on. And together, they’ll discover hope and peace can be found in the most unexpected of places.Service and Sacrifice was previously released as a short in the Twisted Tales of Mayhem Anthology and has since been expanded and spawned a new series.

    Until I met her. I make deals in the shadows. She stands in the spotlight. Violence is my currency. Her skin pays her way. I’d die for my club. She’s running from hers. I want her body. She wants my protection. She’s a goddess in leather and lace, but getting close to her is like playing with an open flame. Together we’ll see how far we can push our luck until the fire gets too hot and we all burn.

    He opens The Fire Ring as a cover for club business. But the server he hires at the bar becomes his biggest distraction. Lizzy with her sweet smile tempts him in every way.In his life, he takes what he wants. Whether it belongs to him or not. And, he wants Lizzy.She's a passive independent waitress.One day, Lizzy Wheaton has a job and the next, she's hired as a server at The Fire Ring. With a high medical debt hanging over her head, she gladly goes to work at the bar for a man who scares her to death. The closer she gets to Roar, the more she notices the trouble that's hitting the club. But time with Roar has a funny way of changing her--making the forever kind of love possible.They live in a hostile world.With the sole purpose of gaining the Fed's attention for their illegal activities, Slag will become the biggest threat to every motorcycle club from Montana to California.

    RobinsonI once read that every warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me.I was trained to kill. I was trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah motherfucker. Life or death.Ride or die.And I’m not only talking about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to nowhere.My life.I fought for my brothers. I fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought for her…Never realizing I might die for them too.

    The little nine year old girl that frequents the library that I work in. Who knew that dropping her off home one day after work would change everything? Well that was how I met him – Psycho – Addie’s father. What else? Well, he just happened to be the president of the local motorcycle club the Rulers of Darkness who was known for their not so legal activities and the danger surrounding them. The issue? He wants his daughter in his life and so do I. I was committed to her after all of these years goddamit and he was practically a stranger. Neither of us are willing to bend so now we must coexist. It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t for the constant teasing about my choice in clothes or my glasses or the way I liked books and learning. That was the least of it. Having to be around a man that aggravated me, tried to boss me around, tell me what to do and how to do it, and drove me - MAKE ME WANT TO SCREAM - out of my mind was pure hell. Not to mention he was my god, hot damn, sexy and made me have all types of thoughts that were totally irrational and out of line. I mean, how can I fantasize about someone I absolutely couldn’t stand? I’ll keep all my dreams – or should I say nightmares – to myself. If I happen to enjoy them in the moment then fine, but I was not going to cross that line with him. Nope. Psycho Siarra, the little pain in my butt nut job. The girl was a bonafide pint sized crazy person. Most times, I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to brain her or bang her brains out. My little girl was crazy about her, therefore I couldn’t quite get rid of her and bury the body… no matter how much she made me want to. The little librarian nerd had a temper that outrivaled some men. Heck, she’s scared a few of the toughest I know. What’s my biggest problem with her you wanna know right? Her dorky glasses, tight as sin teddy bear pajamas – sans bra, fiery attitude, and fierce protectiveness made me crazy. I was constantly horny around her and I knew that I needed to stay away from her because if I had her I was gonna own her. That wouldn’t work out so well with the whole Addie thing being in the middle. She made my inner caveman come out at all times. But it aint gonna happen, I can hold back. Now, me keeping myself from strangling her is a promise I don’t know if I can keep…

    Instead, he shattered my heart. After five years, I was about to see him again. I may no longer be the scared girl that he saved seven years ago. But he still had ways of making me weak in the knees. In my moments of weakness, I allowed myself to miss him. His touch. His smell. The way he made me feel. The way he chased away my demons. I can’t let down my guard now. Not when everything I worked for is on the line. But I can’t stop my heart from fluttering each time I hear his voice. I can’t stop imagining his strong hands on my body. The closer I get to him, the more irresistible he becomes. The more I’ll have to remind myself: I may be tempted to give him my body. But there’s no way in hell I can trust him ever again with my heart. Savage Angel is a standalone motorcycle club romance about a strong alpha hero and his second chance at love with the strong sassy woman he thought he lost years ago. Features suspense, action, adventure, romance, and strong language. Contains situations that some readers may find triggering. You have been warned. Book 1 of the Rough Jesters MC series.

    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 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.

    The women are fast and the violence is intense. I excel in both.People either respect me or fear me. I'm not arrogant. It’s just the truth.I was a king, reigning over Vegas without complication, until one gorgeous sheriff made everything fall apart. When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal, wanting nothing more than to be between those legs. I guess that’s where I went wrong, because my reality was shot to hell real fucking fast.One kiss caused her to step over that blue line.One night in her bed made me a traitor.And now… we’re both screwed.

    We grew up side by side. Two kids tied together by the Kings of Mayhem Motorcycle Club. But I broke us. I broke her. So, she fled. Now she’s back after twelve long years. And I’m going to show her all the reasons why we should be together and make her forget all the reasons why we shouldn’t. INDY I’m back in town but only because I have to be. I’m here to help my mom bury my father. And the sooner we get it done, the better. Because I want to see Cade as much as I want a hole in the head. He broke me once—no, he broke my everything— and I’ll be damned if I’ll let him do it again. Get in and get out. That is the plan. But you know what they say about best-laid plans.

    I also knew that if I wanted to remain in control I had to make sacrifices. In my world being an FBI informant was considered a rat. I wasn't a rat in my mind. I did what I had to do to keep my club on top of the game. Charlie Richmond wasn't part of that plan. The girl swooped into my life, my world like a tornado ripping her way through everything I'd worked so hard to build. When her truth becomes mine, the world around us threatens to crumble. I find myself on the verge of killing myself to save her. My name is Marcus "Savage" Turner and I'm ready to bring this world to its knees.

    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?

    He’s had a taste of her pie and he wants more– no really, Ana bakes pies for a living, get your mind out of the gutter.She’d be willing to hand over everything tied up in a big red bow, there’s just one problem; Elijah has secrets dirtier than last week’s underwear. Secrets that won't just break Ana’s heart, but put her life at risk, too. When those secrets come to light, their relationship is pushed to breaking point.Add to that a psychotic nympho best friend, an overbearing father, a cuter than humanly possible kid brother, a wanton womanizing cousin, the ex from hell, and more pies than you could poke a ... err ... stick ... at.And you thought small towns were boring.Welcome to Sugartown. Content Warning: Intended for a mature 18+ audience. Contains explicit sex, oodles of profanity and a crap-tonne of AWKWARD.

    They grew up together as the closest of friends... and then more. When Sara Nolan and Jaxon Barlow decided to be together, their relationship as a young couple was consumed by a love that was both passionate and beautiful. Sara had it all when it came to a boyfriend: romance, trust, and a protector of all things bad. Jaxon had given her his bleeding heart for the keeping. The last thing Sara expected was to ruin it all. Falling into a darkness that turned her loving relationship into a chaos of deceit and violence, she walked away from the pain she was inflicting on the man she loved, never seeking to return again. But when Sara is forced to return to her hometown, she didn't anticipate for Jaxon to be there. Nor does she anticipate the change in him; a change so harsh and callous, he is a stranger with a dangerous agenda of his own. Ignited by her past feelings and the reminder of the guilt she carries in her heart, Sara attempts to avoid Jaxon at all costs… only to find herself trying to pull him out of the same darkness she was once in

    Once second-in-command of the Deacons of Bourbon Street motorcycle club, he left New Orleans to protect the brotherhood, and only the death of his beloved mentor, Priest Lombard, could lure him back. Walking into the old hangout gives him a familiar thrill—especially when he gets an eyeful of the bar’s delectable new owner. A wild ride with her is just the welcome Ajax needs. Then he realizes that she’s Priest’s daughter, all grown up and totally off limits.Sophie Lombard loved her father, not his lifestyle. She’s done with bikers . . . until Ajax roars into town—arrogant, tough, and sexy as ever. And although he treats her like the Catholic schoolgirl he once knew, Sophie’s daydreams tend to revolve around sin. With the very real possibility of heartbreak looming, Sophie knows better than to get too close to an outlaw. But every touch from Ajax is steamier than the Louisiana bayou—and heat like this may just be worth getting burned.